“In the streets and in the taverns they’d mock each other till they were blue in the face, but in the fields of victory and, sadly, under them, they would die hand in hand, forever bound by what their fair isles stood proudly for. Freedom, Peace and brotherhood for all. Indeed somewhere under the grounds of Normandy there lies Irishmen with Englishmen and Scotsmen with Welshmen, all facing the same way, in the direction of hatred and evil. Never be in any doubt that when confronted with a monstrous evil, our blessed isles in the north of Europe shall rise as one”