I happen to know a Blackburn family which is doing just that. Father drives a taxi and mother and the two oldest kids work in his brother's grocery store. They work all the hours God sends and none earns more than the statutory minimum wage. They do it to send their youngest to QEGS.

The lad carries all the family's hopes for the future and they are all determined he will get four A stars at A-level, get an Oxbridge scholarship, become a Chartered Accountant and become a great Englishman of the Moslem faith.

In my own, tiny way, I have become part of the project by carrying their phone number in my wallet and always calling it when I need a taxi.

To say the boy is under pressure is a huge understatement. Suffice it to say that, were he to achieve anything less than four A stars, when the time comes, he would regard it as an act of the grossest disloyalty and ingratitude to his parents and siblings.

It therefore saddens me to report that, under pressure from our wretched Prime Minister, all our great universities, including Oxbridge, have decided to ignore the A-star grade altogether and, even among youngsters who get four ordinary As, to discriminate against children whose parents and siblings have made such heroic sacrifices.
Preference will be given, instead, to children who attend the nationalised schools.

There are many grounds for despising our Prime Minister, not least that he has presided over the biggest boom and bust in our nation's history while proclaiming he had abolished boom and bust.

He has also, single-handedly, revived the old slogan of the British Union of Fascists, "British jobs for British workers", which everyone thought had died when the late and unlamented Sir Oswald Mosley was imprisoned during the Second World War.

But now, he has sunk lower. He has decided to spit in the face of a blameless family which came here because they believed England was a wonderful country and who, from the moment of their arrival, have bent every sinew to establish themselves by their own labour, to integrate into our society and to make a full contribution to our future success and prosperity.

What on earth am I going to say to my friendly, local taxi driver, when next I see him?

I suppose I shall have to apologise for the fact we have so many backward people living here, promoting wicked and profoundly un-English values, to the detriment of us all.

I will comfort him with the prediction that Brown and his cohorts will be removed from office at the next General Election. I just wish there was a better party for which we could vote.