“England’s national flower is the red Tudor rose. But the prickly truth is that the English owe much of their wealth to another blood-red flower; the poppy,” a contemporary writer notes. The protagonist of Orwell’s Burmese Days, an English teak merchant in Burma, declares, “We Anglo-Indians could be almost bearable if we’d only admit that we’re thieves and go on thieving without any humbug.”
“England’s national flower is the red Tudor rose. But the prickly truth is that the English owe much of their wealth to another blood-red flower; the poppy,” a contemporary writer notes. The protagonist of Orwell’s Burmese Days, an English teak merchant in Burma, declares, “We Anglo-Indians could be almost bearable if we’d only admit that we’re thieves and go on thieving without any humbug.”
