Hands Off Our Rock
It is as British as a stick of Blackpool rock, so hands off Gibraltar!
Seriously though, I realize it is a long way away, but the Rock of Gibraltar is as British as, well, the Channel Islands, or the Falklands, or the Chagos Islands.
It is as British as Cueta, Melilla, Penon de Velez de la Gomera and the Chafarinas Islands are Spanish.
And so we have dispatched the Royal Navy again in a show of Disraelian gun-boat diplomacy – an appropriate response to the ridiculous border controls being imposed by the Spanish Government in response to a legitimate attempt to preserve fish stocks.
And don’t think you can gang up on is with Argentina in the United Nations either. We have a very good record of standing up to such bully boy tactics. At least we do if there is money, oil, or a piece of dirt of strategic importance in it for us.
It is ours because a) we beat you in the war of Spanish Succession, b) it has been ours longer than it has ever been Spain’s, c) it is ours by virtue of self-determination, and, d) it is ours according to international law.
Pipe. Smoke, Stick.