Y
ou don’t need to spend long on the Falkland Islands to realise it is British territory. The Union Jacks give it away, as do the red phone boxes, crumpets and unusually high density of public houses in Stanley, the capital.
I spent several long evenings in those pubs last year, visiting the islands to report on the 40th anniversary of the Falklands war. I didn’t find a single person with even the slightest interest in becoming Argentinian. Not one. When the Falklands held its last referendum on the matter in 2013, over 99 per cent of the population voted to remain (no one is sure who the three renegades are).
And yet apparently the European Union thinks differently. At a summit with Latin American and
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