Climbing on the bandwagon – the Vicar of Bray is riding for a fall
Too many in the higher echelons of social care unquestioningly accept each bold new initiative that comes along, says JOHN BURTON
And this is law, I will maintain, Until my dying day, Sir, That whatsoever King may reign, I’ll still be the Vicar of Bray, sir!
When I was a little boy, we used to sing this song at school. It had a rousing tune which implied that the Vicar of Bray was a man to be admired, but later I learned that, far from heroic, he was a time-serving lick-spittle – a trimmer – who ditched his beliefs to keep on the right side of all the religious and political changes of the 16th century.