On the importance of birthdays and why social club nationalism is a blot on our lands

During the past twelve months and more of effectively being barred from publishing content on my own web page, some might be wondering, asides the obvious, how I managed to fill my time. It takes a while to get back to normal (or rather the new normal) after being incarcerated.

Above: tomatoes, potatoes, cabbage, onions can all be grown in containers.

Since my arrest in April 2020 (for which I am due to stand trial for causing gross offence with another parody song); since that arrest two years ago just as the first Lockdown began, I have learned how to grow vegetables and flowers in containers. A real Christmas tree is flourishing, as well as salads, root veg, onions and herbs. My most successful crop so far is Swiss chard, variety Bright Lights. Spring onions and carrots also did well.


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Accused without being served

Court double-faults with poor service

Despite various excuses made over the past four months by the Courts and Tribunals Service as to why I had not received any official notification for the new trial against me, supposed to begin Friday, February 18th, the fact remains that the document delivered electronically, last Thursday 17th, with less than a day’s notice, was the first time I had set eyes on any official summons to attend trial.

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My humble apologies for not being Jimmy Carr

I humbly apologise to everyone for being me.

Perhaps, if I had told a joke about the Roma Holocaust — or sanctioned a millennia-old goblin-banker stereotype for Hollywood movies based on a children’s book series — things might be different: I would not again be facing jail time for causing ‘gross offence’ with another parody song.

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Offensive speech: viral Netflix sales or jail?

Readers will have no doubt seen the latest Cancel Culture Controversy concerning British comic, Jimmy Carr. I won’t go into details here, only to point out that Carr has been criticised and condemned, whilst no doubt laughing all the way to the bank.

Coming shortly after wokedom’s outrage over Whoopi Goldberg’s comments on race, it seems that cancel culture is truly out of hand.

For something different and distant from all the noise, here is a song I wrote in 2009. Let Love In is a Latin number; the lyrics speak for themselves and have, at least from my own perspective, stood the test of time quite well.

Let Love In – Music and lyrics ©2009 Alison Chabloz
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Belated Happy New Year To All

I’m back. For how long is uncertain but, for now, I am once again at liberty to express myself in my own home country. This new-found liberty is necessarily tempered by way of another upcoming trial for another satirical song, rendering the art of expression somewhat limited. I’m sure you get my drift.

Above: keeping busy with sourdough, making preserves and tending to my little garden.

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Enjoying the sunshine before tomorrow’s trial

Dans le jardin de mon Père, les lilas ne sont pas encore fleuris. Not to worry, there are bees fighting over the rosemary, as well as a new bucket garden. There are also giant reflections in the perpex coldframe panes, daffodils, tulips, violas, and plenty of healthy seedlings and sprouting greens.

Needless to say I would rather it be pouring with rain tomorrow. Alas the weatherman is against me. Thanks to everyone for your messages of support. I will try to update you all if and when possible.

Pimp my offense: anti-fascist charity launches new reality game show

Hope Not Hate’s Matthew Collins has been up to his usual tricks recently, apparently paying a photographer to camp outside my door. As well, despite one official complaint in 2018 to his bosses at Hope Not Hate, he is again flirting with unlawfulness by reproducing screenshots sent to him by one of his little spies on Facebook. Collins of course is no stranger to intimidation, threats, violence – even against women. It would be no surprise if the person feeding him juicy tidbits from my Facebook page publicly parades as a far right nationalist and probably even chats to me regularly on Facebook. Vermin.

Last Monday, a month or so after Collins’ latest antics, Hope Not Hate (HnH) published its annual edition of State of Hate. Rather than asking the obvious question (Why no “zero tolerance” when it comes to Michele Renouf’s ‘historic acquittal’ in Dresden last October?), the author instead presents what could be a passable script for the latest edition of Eastenders Nationalism. Either that or it’s a pitch for a new game show ‘Pimp My Offense’.

Like any TV production team, HnH may have the funding, but do they have the talent? Some of the information is correct, regarding both Renouf and myself. The character smears, however, come straight from the mouths of the Lidy and her long time, dashing companion, the oh-so-gallant Captain Clever-Clogs himself. In short, HnH once again are merely confirming that they are in choppy waters, using any distraction to try and convince readers of my awfulness.

Both camps will be anxiously following my upcoming cases with a great deal of interest. Not long to wait. My next trial opens this coming Tuesday, March 30th at 10 am, Westminster Magistrates Court, London. Whatever the outcome, HnH will be blaming me, for years to come, for ‘starting a cat-fight’ which they helped engineer.

If I do lose my case, then it will be just one more instance showing that, as far as seeking justice is concerned, Anything Goes.



Alison Chabloz Legal Update March 2021

Wednesday March 17th at noon I was again due in court, this time charged with a more serious matter under the Public Order Act for ‘distributing a video with intent to incite racial hatred’.

Scheduled just a fortnight before my other Communications Act S. 127 trial begins on March 30th, it was supposed to be plea hearing.

To begin with, my lawyers and I only received the prosecution papers at 9.30 am that same day, two hours before the actual hearing was due to start.

Not wishing here to go into the details of the evidence against me, nor of the two separate witness statements included in the CPS documents, I will just say that this latest attempt at prosecution is the most surreal to date:

Whilst waiting to be called into court, the prosecution lawyer informed my barrister, Adrian Davies, that the necessary consent of the Attorney General had been neither granted nor even requested, as is required by law.

Finally, after 45 minutes’ wait, the issue was dealt with in under ten minutes.

The CPS has been granted six weeks’ adjournment until April 28th in order to seek the Attorney General’s retrospective consent – if that is indeed possible, legally speaking.

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That same evening, the CPS prosecutor in my other case, Ben Maguire, delivered an opening note for what is to be a hugely important test case for freedom of speech in the UK.

I am facing trial on three separate counts of “causing gross offence” under S. 127, for comments made during two Internet radio podcasts in 2019.

The first two counts appear to be an attempt on the part of my accusers, once again in collusion with the authorities, to widen the definition of “sending” or “causing to be sent” to now include conversations broadcast by third parties outside the UK. The third is an alleged GAB post linking to one of the broadcasts.

This trial follows my arrest more than a year ago in January 2020(!) by two plain clothes Special Branch officers outside Derby Crown Court. This arrest and subsequent lengthy stint on bail saw me completely gagged for ten months, until last November when District Judge Michael Snow lifted the total ban and varied my conditions, allowing me to speak at least on certain topics.

The key Crown witness in this case is also one of the two witnesses in the new Public Order prosecution against me, as detailed at the top of this post.

If Bedlam Jones doesn’t rue the day he listened to porky pies on anti-Semitism, then hopefully he soon will. It would be possible to publish an entire book using only the witness statements made against me by these professional complainants.

Rendez-vous March 30th 10 am, Westminster Magistrates. All support welcome.

Groyping by Gaslight Part 1

Cancel Culture is not the dominion solely of the liberal left. It exists within British “ethno nationalism” too.

This post concerns the comments section of a Radio Albion Christmas podcast with Michele Renouf. My comment was removed.

After three years of helping to engineer increasingly sinister attempts to freeze me out of “the movement”, the Australian ex-model’s entourage of menials should know, at least by now, that there is no point in telling me to “pipe down”. I expect some obey orders just to get a bit of peace and quiet. Others seem to take sadistic pleasure in publicly attacking me, either for more ominous reasons (deep state shenanigans) or, seemingly, just for the thrill.

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RIP Richard Edmonds: A song of remembrance

For some reason, during what turned out to be his final few days before apparently succumbing to heart failure early yesterday morning, I had been thinking about Richard Edmonds. In particular, I remembered him telling me more than once how much he loved my songs. “They’re the most entertaining thing I’ve ever heard,” he said. He was bashful, yet sincere.

Despite having been coerced, later on, into denouncing me as “a traitor and a saboteur”, there is no doubt that Richard did do all he could to try and persuade his nationalist BFFs* to change their opinion of me.

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