Ladies and gentlemen, fellow Rhodesians,


It is certainly a great pleasure and honour for me to be invited to address this ceremony again this year. Last year was the first occasion that I was able to attend in person, though I had received a number of glowing reports informing me what a spectacular and inspiring event it was - and it definitely didn't disappoint! Peter Sladden and his gallant team of supporters are indeed to be heartily congratulated upon keeping the Rhodesian tradition of "Raising the Flag" alive "in exile" for so many years. Long may it continue, until one day, I firmly believe, it will be able to be resumed in Cecil Square, Salisbury, itself. Probably not in our lifetimes of course, but maybe in our children's or our children's children's.


Perhaps the most encouraging aspect of my attendance last year was to be able to look around Southrepps Hall and to see that it was festooned with regalia and artefacts not only of Rhodesia itself, but also of the entire British Empire. Rhodesia undoubtedly was the "Jewel in the Crown" as Peter accurately states in his invitation to this event, but it is the crown as a whole - the entire British Empire, the greatest Empire which the world has ever seen - which perhaps we should be celebrating.


The organisation which I represent today, the Springbok Club, together with our fraternal organisations the Swinton Circle and New Britain, are unapologetically neo-Imperialist in ideology. We believe that the British Empire was the greatest force for good and for civilisation which the world has ever seen, and fully concur with the immortal words of Cecil John Rhodes "I contend that we [the British] are the finest race in the world and that the more of the world we inhabit the better it is for the human race".


When I spoke last year I told something about my second ever visit to Rhodesia in 1976, when I was a member of the famous Tour of Rhodesia by five [then] young British patriots who wished to express their solidarity with their Rhodesian kith and kin. I mentioned briefly the old gentleman who we met who ran the store at the Matopos who told us proudly that he had only been out of the country once in his life - to fight for King and Empire in Flanders during WWI. This year I wish to mention another remarkable person who we met during the 1976 Tour who equally exemplified the Imperial spirit. Her name was Betty Wemyss, and she worked for the patriotic Rhodesian periodical Rhodesia and World Report, a publication which was surprisingly widely circulated among patriotic circles in the UK at the time. One of our party, Tony Williams, was one of these UK subscribers, and suggested that we visited their offices in Salisbury where we met Betty. She proved to be a revelation, and told us much about her life story. She had been born in India to a colonial family during the Raj, but they had left India at the time of the over-hasty granting of independence, and had re-settled in Africa, eventually locating themselves with a renewed colonial lifestyle in Rhodesia. It was the memories of how the British colonists in India - not to mention the poor native Indians themselves - had been so badly betrayed by the Attlee Government which motivated Betty for the rest of her life, hence her involvement with several patriotic Rhodesian organisations. Some three years later, by which time I had been appointed the Organiser of the Durban Branch of the Save Rhodesia Campaign, I met one of Betty's daughters at an SRC function at Umdloti in Natal. She told me the sad news that Betty had died a short time previously, but she had been glad that her mother never lived long enough to see her beloved Rhodesia handed over to the terrorists (which by then seemed almost inevitable), just as she had seen India handed over to subversives 30 years earlier. The memory of Betty Wemyss and her proud Imperial spirit will remain in the memories of all true patriots long after the memories of lesser people are forgotten.


Whilst on the subject of the 1976 Rhodesian Tour I would also like to mention that although the other members of this party remain in the UK, Tony Williams' adventurous pioneer spirit continues, as he has now relocated to Australia, where he has established a very successful life for himself and has promised to become as involved as he is able in the Springbok Club out there, a structure for which we hope to establish very shortly. I would also like to add that Tony and I have now constructed a FaceBook page celebrating our 1976 tour of Rhodesia called simply "The 1976 Rhodesian Tour".


The next time I visited Rhodesia was in 1978, when I toured on behalf of the Save Rhodesia Campaign of South Africa. Here again I met two people who can only really be described as great Rhodesians, and who again exemplified the true Imperial pioneer spirit. The first was a farmer from Lalapanzi, right in the middle of the country, by the name of Alastair Eddington. Although well into his 80s when I met him, Alastair was still cattle farming, and also ran a butchery and small-scale chrome mining operation on his property. He also introduced me to a neighbouring farmer who apparently was even older than he was, and who still drove around in an ancient pre-WWII Austin. Evidently this neighbour had copies of the Daily Telegraph regularly posted to him in Lalapanzi - quite some logistical feat in the days before the Internet of course! Once again therefore both Alastair and his neighbour demonstrated not only the Rhodesian pioneer spirit, but also that they were true sons of the British Empire. Alastair was also very active, even at his age, with an organisation called the Rhodesia Movement (which the SRC was supporting) which advocated a last-ditch federal-style solution to try to save Rhodesia in one form or another. The other great Rhodesian who I met at this time was also an active member of the Rhodesia Movement. His name was Owen Parvess and came from Bulawayo. He had been an officer, rising to the rank of Major, in the Rhodesian Army (first with the RLI, and then subsequently with the RAR), but was also a fine all-round sportsman, excelling at Athletics, Lawn Tennis, Cricket and Rugby - but above all at Shooting, at which he captained the Rhodesian Shooting Team which once beat their South African counterparts at the Bloemfontein "Bisley". After leaving the Army he threw himself into the political struggle to try to save the country, but alas once the ZANU-PF terrorists gained control he realised that he was probably a marked man, so as well as Alastair Eddington he almost immediately moved south of the Limpopo, to Pinetown in Natal. It was here that I got to know him better, this time together with his wife Phyllis and his children. He became active in politics for a while in South Africa (where he had actually been born) trying to prevent that country going the same way as his beloved Rhodesia. He stood for election to Parliament at the 1981 General Election, before concentrating more upon family life and building up his increasingly successful financial services business. I therefore lost contact with Owen during the mid-1980s, but by chance managed to re-make contact with several members of his family via FaceBook last year - but tragically I learnt only a few months later that Owen had died, at the sadly early age of only 71. Last month, however, his widow Phyllis and his daughter Cindy visited the UK to see one of their sons/brothers, Mike, who now lives in Surrey, and the Springbok Club organised an informal get-together in order to welcome them to the country. This proved to be not only a most happy occasion but also an inspiration, as Phyllis was glowing in her praise of what we're trying to do through the Springbok Club. It turns out that as well as Mike having relocated to the UK his brother Stewart has now moved to Pennsylvania in the United States - so it would seem therefore that the Rhodesian pioneer spirit flowed through Owen's genes! One revelation which Phyllis told us was that they had brought some of Owen's ashes with them, and that they had managed to scatter them under the one of the goalposts at Twickenham. Even in death, therefore, Owen continued to be a true Empire Man!


Since speaking to you last year a lot of dramatic events have occurred in this world of ours, most of these developments, of course, have not been for the best. The current swarm of migrants traipsing across Europe is usually described by the chattering-classes as consisting almost exclusively of "Syrian refugees". More honest reports however reveal the fact that less than 50% of their numbers are Syrian, and that the majority of them are at best simply fleeing from despotic regimes which they don't like, and at worst parasitical economic migrants - who come from practically every country in Africa and southern Asia. These same countries - almost without exception - were of course at one time or another part of the British Empire or one of the Empires of the other great European nation-states, yet in the years following WWII they all demanded their independence as they maintained that they were fully capable of governing themselves and maintaining order and high standards of living for their people. Recent events have of course proved conclusively that this was not and is not the case! It is not the third-world minions themselves who we should blame for the current appalling situation therefore, but rather successive post-WWII administrations in not only the UK but throughout Europe who totally abandoned their duties and responsibilities! What we are seeing today throughout Europe is therefore simply a case of the "chickens coming home to roost" as a result of this post-WWII abdication of "The White man's burden".


So what now needs to be done? David Cameron and his government at least deserve two cheers for rejecting the German "open doors" surrender policy, as indeed do the governments of Hungary and other eastern European nations, but alas none of them go nearly far enough. Some sections of the UK press - particularly The Sun - at least seem to be advocating some form of military involvement to halt the problem, and this would certainly seem to be an increasingly popular position among the population as a whole. But mere military intervention to end the Syrian civil war and to patrol the borders of the Mediterranean isn't sufficient - although of course it is infinitely preferable to the German white-flag appeasement "quota" policy. What is needed are fully re-established colonial administrations throughout the third-world. Easier said than done I can hear many people say, and this certainly can't be accomplished overnight, but a start can be made. Somaliland - the former British Somaliland and the northern part of Somalia, which has effectively been independent for many years - should immediately be recognised by the British government and offered protectorate status, as also should be the southern Yemen (Aden). As soon as effective Western military intervention in Iraq, Syria and Libya to destroy ISIS/ISIL has been accomplished then Western presence should not be withdrawn as was alas the case during the late 2000s, but rather Western hegemony should be maintained - under British control in Iraq, French in Syria and Italian in Libya.


To those visionless people who to continue to say that this would be impossible let me remind them once again that the White population of Rhodesia never exceeded 300,000, yet they managed to administer and bring efficient and benevolent rule to a Black population of over 6 million. Let the positive and determined pioneer spirit of Betty Wemyss, Alastair Eddington, Owen Parvess and the old gentleman who we met at the Matopos continue to inspire and guide us all. As I mentioned last year, that other great Rhodesian Ian Douglas Smith reminded us on several occasions during his trips to the UK during the final years of his life that we are "the same people who built the greatest Empire which the world has ever seen". We've done it before, and we can do it again.


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