IT'S THE GEAR

When I was putting up my UKIP sign this morning, this geezer asked me why I supported UKIP. So I told him. 
"It's the colours mate - purple and yellow.The strip see. It's all the gear now. Reminds people of crocus and daffodils in Spring" 
"What?" says he indignant like, shaking his head like I was a fool.
"Yes mate." I replies. You see crocus and daffodils are a very English thing and so it also reminds them of England.Then they remember England how it used to be, but in another world. A world of good manners, sensible judges, coppers on the streets, doctors who came round to visit in the night, teachers who taught kids how to read and write properly, and no health and safety idiots breathing down everyone's neck just because some greedy ambulance chasing lawyer wants to sue the pants off everyone on behalf of some idiot that should have looked where he was going. 
Then there's being able to fish in our own waters, run a farm without having to have a purpose built office block to cope with the paperwork. Make our own laws, trade with who we like and run our economy and businesses without interference from Brussels. That's only for starters mate." I says "I haven't mentioned the cost of all this rhubarb yet and the waste or corruption. £53,000,000.00 a day may not be much to you LIB/LAB/CONS but it's a bloody fortune to me. I could afford oil, and diesel and pay my electric bill.
Would you like me to go on?" I asks him.
"No," he says. "Purple and yellow eh!. I might have some of that. Who is this geezer then?
"NIGEL FARAGE is the man you want mate and it'll cost you thirty knicker. Good value if you ask me"