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How Will The British Celebrate The ‘4th of July’ 2024? By Holding A General Election To Choose A New Government.

by Anura Guruge
on July 3, 2024

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Well at least in 2024 the Brits can have a real SNAPPY answer when they get asked by Americans as to how they would be celebrating the ‘4th of July’.

Pretty special. Obviously, it is just another day in Britain. Not special. Most Brits wouldn’t even know of the 4th of July. It is not an important day in British history — though you could, of course, argue that it should be.

Well, this year they have an answer.

I am envious of them. They have two fairly decent candidates!


The 2nd graphic above tells of MY 4th of July in 1985.

I have, over the years, got a LOT of mileage from this story.

I am 100% sure that this happens even today, even MORE SO. I am convinced that less & less Americans know & appreciate their history.

On This My First ‘4th of July’ As A US Citizen Please Let Me Tell You About My ‘First’ ‘4th of July’ In The U.S., In 1985.

by Anura Guruge
on July 4, 2023

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True story. I kid you NOT.

I have, over the years, got a LOT of mileage from this story. In those days (& for the next 7 years) nearly all of my SEMINAR work was in Europe — 85% in the U.K. Since it was billed that I now lived in the U.S. I would always start of my U.K. seminars with this story. They loved it.

I am 100% sure that this happens even today, even MORE SO. I am convinced that less & less Americans know & appreciate their history.


In the ‘title’ I say ‘THIS TIME AROUND‘.

Yes, this is my SECOND stay in the U.S., NOT counting all the trips I made to the U.S. between these two stays.

I came to the U.S. on September 4, 1967 as a 14-year old.

We lived in Buffalo, NY.

That stay, though it was not meant to be, lasted less than a year.

We left, for Paris, late in the Summer of 1968. My father had got a job with UNESCO. I can’t remember when we left. It was before September, because I started school in Paris then.

We most likely were here for July 4, 1968, BUT I don’t remember it. Plus, as a 15-year old I did NOT used to get slightly tipsy women sidling up to me. SMILE.


In 1975, working for IBM, I started visiting the U.S. on business. I think I was here for multiple 4ths, BUT those all, obviously, were unmemorable.