Jim bumped into Ben Kumar, looking glum as they both left the maglev station.
“Our cleaner has quit on us,” said Ben. “Perhaps just as well. I doubt we’ll be able to afford a cleaner much longer.”
As they climbed the university steps, they watched as staff hoisted the National Unity flag up a flagpole.
“Are we meant to bow down to the gammon flag or something, or tremble for our jobs?” said Ben.
“Shh,” warned Jim. “I’m not sure who you can trust around here.”
As they entered the building, they could hear a group of students singing the gammons’ anthem in the library.
Raise the flag! High above the streets!
Feel the ground shake beneath our feet.
Our way is the right way, it is the only way
The only way forward, it’s the British way.
Cheer for the unity,
Clear the streets, for th
