It is quite a scene.
It is quite a scene.
Barring applying to join a sex cult, we must conclude there is no process as rigorous as the Tory leadership election
T-minus five days off a likely Boris Johnson premiership, I would like to thank all the Conservatives who explained exactly why putting us through the stone-cold shitshow of a campaign was so essential. It was important, these red-trousered political scientists all told us, because the process allowed the candidates to be properly tested. It didn’t happen last time, and look how that turned out.
Preach. Had we gone through the whole rigmarole in 2016, we might have found out about teenage Theresa May’s Betamax crop-circle habit before it was too late. Or that, if asked to state a preference between Midsomer Murders and Sherlock, May would one day simply reply, “I’ve watched both.” Instead, what happened, happened. I guess you don’t make that magnitude of mistake twice.
He’s deemed so vital to some alleged ‘common good’ that any level of moral defect is excusable
Now he’s going to be PM, they’ve all caved in. ‘LOVED the fish, Boris, let’s go to war with Portugal, you can borrow my laptop if the other one broke in that incident that wasn’t your fault’
Read in the Independent
Arron Banks and Andrew Rosindell are supplying their own Brexit metaphors now, partying with the star of a show about a clapped-out 50s holiday camp full of scam artists
Behold, a wonderful and warming snap from this week’s 31-year Hi-de-Hi! cast reunion. As someone who has watched every episode of the seminal 1980s holiday camp sitcom, it is a pleasure to see old castmates back together like this. Dear Su Pollard, who played hapless chambermaid Peggy Ollerenshaw, hasn’t changed a bit. Indeed, to caption this photo, we may as well use a line from her amusingly exhaustive character biography on Holiday Rock, the Hi-de-Hi! fansite: “Peggy had a rather vivid imagination and was often easily taken in by others’ lies, particularly Ted’s ridiculous tales when he needed a cover story.”
Oh my dear me … I’m so sorry. You must forgive me. Having looked a little closer, I can see that the roly-poly funnyman in the centre of the shot is not actually check-suited Maplins comedian Ted Bovis (played by Paul Shane). I had wondered, given that he died in 2013. Instead, it seems to be self-styled Brexit bad boy Arron Banks, who started out in an act called Mississippi Minstrels. Hang on: that was Ted. My apologies again: the character biographies section of Holiday Rock is rather difficult to tear yourself away from, once you become fully enmeshed in its bygone charms. Still, whatever Mississippi Minstrels may have been, I’m sure it would make a popular skit for Arron to get up for his sort-of friend Donald Trump’s next birthday party at the president’s Floridian resort, Mar-a-Lago. Or Racist Xanadu, as I prefer to think of it.
When historians write the last pages of their books, and the producers of history documentaries sit down to edit the final minutes of their programmes, there is often a strong urge to look to the future and emphasise the positive.
Elite state schools in England are collecting millions of pounds in donations from parents while schools with poorer pupils struggle to raise any funds at all, a far-reaching Observer investigation shows. England’s 30 most successful parent-teacher associations (PTAs) raised £3.
No one who was not involved in the process knows how the British Ambassador to the United States’ confidential and critical memos about Donald Trump came to be in the hands of the Brexit Party’s in-house journalist, Isabel Oakeshott.
In the relentless cacophony of the political debate about Brexit, one subject has been conspicuous by its near-absence: the impact of Britain’s departure from the EU on our gigantic services sector.
British politics has gone from bad to worse. The two main parties at the heart of the system are utterly broken.
What Tory members think matters. Their party is in government. They select parliamentary candidates who go on to vote on legislation and become ministers, and they exert pressure on them through local Conservative associations. They are now electing the nation’s prime minister.
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