On my return from my ‘daily rounds’ I found an interesting article, which ends with this comment from Nick Page:
For all that, he’s nothing to do with England at all. But maybe that’s the point. Like so many things, St George shows the English talent for taking something strange, something undeniably foreign, and weaving it into their daily life. St George is the saint version of Chicken Tikka Masala: foreign in origin, but oh so magically English.
You can read the whole thing here