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Let's go tarmacking with Teabag, Tess and Toby
Are you sitting comfortably, children? Then I'll begin. Once upon a time there was Janet and John, who lived with their mummy and daddy in a neat suburban house. Their harmless adventures helped millions of children to read.
Now meet Tess the Traveller, her son Toby and their dog Teabag, the new stars of a reading book for three to seven-year-olds being distributed in primary schools across the country. It's part of a government initiative aimed at promoting tolerance and understanding towards gipsies and travellers.
Needless to say, Tess, Toby and Teabag lead an airbrushed, romanticised existence. This well-scrubbed trio roam the land, attending traditional gipsy dances, horse fairs and even an eco-camp.
Nowhere is there any mention of Toby's father. Tess is a strong, capable single mum who can turn her hand to anything, including mending a flat tyre on their caravan.
The 'diversity' brigade can't bring themselves to acknowledge that fathers have any part to play in bringing up children. I'm surprised that they didn't make Tess a lesbian, who became pregnant by artificial insemination using sperm donated by a transgendered friend.
If they were really striving for authenticity, Tess would be married, probably from the age of 14. Travellers are one of the last bastions of both the nuclear and extended family. In a nod to accuracy, Tess makes her money at car boot sales, although the stories don't elaborate on where she gets her merchandise. Car boot sales are notorious for the disposal of stolen property.
Here in the real world, Tess would be claiming welfare benefits while pocketing the cash without declaring it to the taxman. She would be driving a £50,000 Toyota Landcruiser (running on red agricultural diesel) with a stolen lawn-mower in the boot; living on either an illegal camp site or in a subsidised council house; and running a Tarmacking gang.
Toby wouldn't look like one of the gang from Scooby Doo. He'd be a snot-nosed scruff begging outside the local pound shop, accompanied by Teabag, a snarling, mangy mutt on a piece of string, rather than a playful contender for Crufts.
Over the past few years, travellers have been transformed into a protected species, their lifestyle subsidised and proselytised.
They are treated as an oppressed ethnic minority, even though the term 'travelling community' encompasses everyone from genuine gipsies and Irish tinkers to Roma criminal gangs and assorted hippie throwback layabouts.
One thing they all seem to have in common is a reluctance to travel anywhere - or, at least, in the case of the Irish and Eastern European contingents, to stay put once they've arrived in England, where a buffet of benefits is laid before them.
Many live blameless lives of self-sufficiency, in particular law-abiding circus folk, who move from town to town providing innocent pleasure at rip-off prices. Others, though, are a menace to society, earning a living from dubious practice and outright criminality.
I bet the horse fair attended by Tess, Toby and Teabag didn't have to be stormed by a police armed response unit, as happened recently at a similar gathering in Kenilworth, following reports that revellers were firing guns and shoplifting.
There's a whole industry dedicated to pandering to the needs of travellers, even though most contribute absolutely nothing to society.
Yesterday, as Irish tinkers demonstrated in Basildon, Essex, against a long-overdue order to evict them from Europe's largest illegal settlement, it was revealed that £4.7million of Lottery money has been spent helping travellers to subvert the planning laws.
Wherever these camps are established, there is invariably an increase in crime. Even when they do move on, they leave behind scorched earth and piles of rubbish. Yet the travellers are indulged by the authorities, while law-abiding, taxpaying local householders who voice their complaints are routinely threatened with prosecution for 'racism'.
As I reported recently, Warwickshire Constabulary even threw a pikeys' picnic on the lawn of police headquarters in an effort to improve relations with the 'community' following the shootout at the Kenilworth horse fair.
Elsewhere, police have been offering free driving lessons to travellers to try to persuade them to take a test, tax and insure their cars, all of which are apparently alien to their 'culture'.
Mobile benefit offices have been set up at illegal camps to spare them the inconvenience of having to travel in to town to sign on. And the NHS has ordered that gipsies be fast-tracked at GPs' surgeries. But our children won't be reading about any of this in the fantasy world of Tess, Toby and Teabag.
Are you still sitting comfortably?
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well I thought it was funny) all travellers with the same brush.
Originally Posted by Lennon Saviour of E 
