Letters, Wednesday, May 7, 2014

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Make our city one to be proud of

 We should have an anthem, as we are a city.

 The people of this city should also take pride in the place where they live and start shopping in Sunderland instead of giving Newcastle and other places their money. That would mean businesses would open up in our city.

 Our football team too should come on to the pitch to a better tune. I know it is a very famous tune from Romeo and Juliet but I think it’s a very dull tune. We need something lively to listen to before a match (I cannot afford to go to the match but I am a Sunderland supporter).

 The new road on Dame Dorothy Crescent has no buses going into the city centre and none going from there to the seafront.

 The residents of the building I live in have to cross Dame Dorothy Crescent to get through Zetland Street then get to Roker Avenue for buses to the city centre and the seafront.

 The people I live with are all 70 to 90 years of age or over.

 I put County Durham on this letter as I do not recognise Tyne and Wear as a postcode. As we live in Wearside, we should have a Wearside postcode, not a Tyneside postcode.

 We are Wearsiders, not Tynesiders.

 I hope the people in Sunderland know we have an orchestra – the Sunderland Symphony Orchestra. It is brilliant. I love living in Sunderland and the people are great, so please make this a place to be proud of for us.

Joe Lennox,

Roker

Misplaced loyalty

MR Quinn evades the facts in his letter (April 24) and avoids the sentiment of mine on April 18, with the skill of a Labour MP.

 Indeed, his effort puts into the shade those master butchers of fact, Blair, Milliband and Clegg.

 In a desperate attempt to persuade readers to turn away from the three old parties, I mentioned UKIP, for example, could offer a change for the electorate. Mr Quinn took off on a flight of fancy about Mr Farage and his expenses.

 However, Mr Quinn may care to explore the outgoing NE Labour MEP, Stephen Hughes, who has for about 20 years employed his wife as his assistant at £40,000 to £45,000 pa, in her maiden name, while she was also a Darlington councillor as Mrs Hughes.

 Like all other MEPs, he also received the £3,800 per month. Moreover, the Labour-controlled Durham County Council allowed Mr Hughes a taxpayer subsidised office at County Hall, and despite a press enquiry in 2009, there is no sign of the rent allowance being repaid. So far as I can see, Mr Hughes’s contribution to NE society, in return for achieving millionaire status, was to champion certain health and safety issues and support a restrictive working practices bill.

 Ironically, wide-scale deceit of the electorate and the misuse of taxpayers’ money is common place throughout the EU. Indeed, it is actually encouraged, presumably to engender loyalty among the lieutenants of this corrupt bureaucracy, which I presume is precisely why, despite the perks, Farage and UKIP want us to leave.

Denis Gillon,

Sunderland

Justice is the joker

I READ the recent letter from Mr Stott who states that the law is a joke.

 The law isn’t a joke, however, some of those who dispense justice are the jokers in this pack of cards or life with which we as commoners are dealt.

 You see, in every court in England is displayed the Lion and the Unicorn under which are the French words “Dieu et mon Droit” and “Honi soit qui mal y pense”.

 Dieu et mon Droit is the God-given right of the Sovereign to reign and dispense justice over God’s common people without fear of favour to either rich or poor commoners.

 We can see by recorded judgements that this has not been practised by some of Her Majesty’s Judiciary and the law makers in Parliament.

 No Act of Parliament can become law until it is signed or given the seal of approval by Her Majesty.

 Honi soit qui mal y pense means “Let evil happen to he who thinks evil”.

 This is because a lady courtier dropped her garter and the king graciously went to retrieve it. When he saw the expression on the other courtiers’ faces, he said “Let evil happen to those who think evil”.

 The Knight of the Garter is one of the highest awards that can be given by the sovereign.

W L Craggs lll,

alias Little Billy

A change is needed

AS another bar opens on West Sunniside, I wonder why the developers bother.

 The area looks tremendous, however, when I drove through the other Friday night, the place was deserted.

 It was embarrassing to think that just a few miles up the road, The Quayside would be packed and that many of those visiting will be from Sunderland.

 It must be a mindset thing that you are going to have a better night out in Newcastle than Sunderland.

 There can be no other reason as there is certainly nothing wrong with the design of Sunniside – it’s just such a waste of money and such a pointless venture.

 Many people have tried and failed to be a success in that area and I do not know the answer, but I do know that Newcastle must be a massive profit-making city because of the ‘having a good time culture’.

 You can change the brickwork but you can’t change the people of Wearside.

Mick The Pen Brown

First Bond heroine

URSULA Andress was born on Thursday, March 19, 1936, in Ostermundigen, Switzerland, and will be best remembered as the shell diver, Honey Rider, in the first James Bond movie, Dr No, with Sean Connery as 007 in 1962.

 Four years later she fell in love with the late George Peppard in the 1966 American movie The Blue Max.

 She appeared in many films including Casino Royale, Fun In Acapulco, Once Before I Die, Nightmare In The Sun, She, The 10th Victim, What’s New Pussy Cat, The Fifth Musketeer and Africa Express.

 Ursula worked with stars such as David Niven, Peter Sellers, Christopher Lee, Orson Welles, Woody Allen, Joanna Pettet, James Mason, Anton Diffring, Jack Lord, Elvis Presley, John Derek, Robert Duvall, Peter Cushing, George Segal, Johnny Sekka, Stanley Baker, Joan Benham, Johnny Briggs, Charles Bronson, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Peter O’Toole and Maggie Smith.

  I won’t forget the world’s famous, beautiful, lovely actress icon, Ursula Andress.

Terry Christie,

East Herrington