Europe. And Sentiment. Lots of lovely sentiment.
It’s been said recently that the debate about Britain’s European referendum will be driven by sentiment rather than by a bunch of facts and figures.
So I thought I’d express some sentiment.
I love being European. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
I love the fact that when I travel within the EU I’m wafted straight into a fellow member state with a minimum of fuss and bother – just a smile of recognition. I love the fact that France and Portugal and Austria and Italy may be very different from where I grew up, but they are not alien to me. They are distinct – but they are not “foreign”.
I love the concept that Miguel de Cervantes and Dante and Boccaccio and Sigmund Freud and Ludwig van Beethoven and Rembrandt and Simone de Beauvoir and Marie Curie are also Europeans. Europeans like me. I love…
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