Should we prohibit the Burqa in the United Kingdom?  There’s the huge issue going on at the moment and, an extremely riveting theme.


For those who aren’t acquainted with what a Burqa is; it’s the face veiling of a woman and, is usually a rectangular piece of semi transparent fabric with its top trim fastened to a part of the head-scarf so that the covering is suspended down, layering the face and, can be turned up if the woman desires to show her face. In other varieties, the niqāb of the veil is fixed by one side, and conceals the face just beneath the eyes, permitting the eyes to be seen.

It continually astonishes me how they don’t get that hot in all that clobber, but I think that, in the warm weather,  it keeps them cool, or else would not all women be dropping like flies because they were so warm and dehydrated, perfect in hot weather conditions.

Nevertheless, I reside in England and, I have no neediness to be dressed in a Burqa to keep cool, after all England very seldom see’s much sunlight and, even when we do; it never appears to last long enough to fret about being cool!

I’ve never dressed in a Burqa, but I would think that I wouldn’t like it hiding that much of my body, particularly my eyes, as I believe that the eyes are the window to the soul and, while I don’t believe that they’re overly unacceptable, it hinges on your impression of what you see and, how you see it.

We all dress in unusual clothing as stated by our traditions.  It’s traditional to dress in a wedding dress to get spliced in, but how come?  Who made up this tradition that we had to tie the knot in a beautiful lace dress, but more often than not, the bride is uncomfortable, but wears it anyhow so that she can look amazing to the masses, making them think it was the best day of her life, whilst she couldn’t breathe in the cursed thing, but she smiled pleasantly for the masses anyhow and, that’s allowed because it’s her wedding day.


Some clothing that we dress in is traditional, either by means of religious denomination or because of our culture, or just because of the way we have been educated and, think that’s how it should be.


If was to encounter an Asian lady in a Sari, I wouldn’t find that formidable at all because of all the vivid colours, in fact, I find the Sari extremely pretty and, I like it, but the Burqa is different, although I have no problem so long as the face is not covered, but I suppose if I wanted to hide my identity, or individuality like an International Spy, a Burqa would be my perfect dress code!


This topic could go on for ever and ever because after all; we’re now a multi national England and, we have people from all different countries walking our streets, you can’t hold them responsible, hold the government accountable, they opened the gateway and, everyone took advantage and, a chance and, if it were the other way round, we would have done the same thing.

We groan continually about colour, race and religion, what they wear, how they wear it etc.  Nevertheless, we complain about colour and, take the piss at their expense and, then we’re dashing into the nearby tanning salon to get the selfsame colour, or we just sit in our gardens or on the beach to get the perfect tan – Pot calling the kettle black, wouldn’t you say?

We see what we want to see and, if it doesn’t please the eye, then it has to change and, that applies to most things, not just colour, race or religion or even the things that we wear.

If we want them to adapt their attire because they’re living in the United Kingdom, then should they not adapt their colour and religion?  But that’s for  another subject!

Published by Angela Lloyd

My vision on life is pretty broad, therefore I like to address specific subjects that intrigue me. Therefore I really appreciate the world of politics, though I have no actual views on who I will vote for, that I will not tell you, so please do not ask! I am like an observation station when it comes to writing, and I simply take the news and make it my own. I have no expectations, I simply love to write, and I know this seems really odd, but I don't get paid for it, I really like what I do and since I am never under any pressure, I constantly find that I write much better, rather than being blanketed under masses of paperwork and articles that I am on a deadline to complete. The chances are, that whilst all other journalists are out there, ripping their hair out, attempting to get their articles completed, I'm simply rambling along at my convenience creating my perfect piece. I guess it must look pretty unpleasant to some of you that I work for nothing, perhaps even brutal. Perhaps I have an obvious disregard for authority, I have no idea, but I would sooner be working for myself, than under somebody else, excuse the pun! Small I maybe, but substantial I will become, eventually. My desk is the most chaotic mess, though surprisingly I know where everything is, and I think that I would be quite unsuited for a desk job. My views on matters vary and I am extremely open-minded to the stuff that I write about, but what I write about is the truth and getting it out there, because the people must be acquainted. Though I am quite entertained by what goes on in the world. My spotlight is mostly to do with politics, though I do write other material as well, but it's essentially politics that I am involved in, and I tend to concentrate my attention on that, however, information is essential. If you have information the possibilities are endless because you are only limited by your own imagination...

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