I know we’re not in 1870, or Reese-Mogg Manor where children, if not with the nanny, should be seen and… Continue reading
Because he didn’t have fucking planning permission.
I’m only writing about Chris Chope because I found a stock image more ancient than his views on women’s rights15th June 2018
Sir Christopher Chope, whose last name sounds like some sort of dubious penile polyp, has been thrust before my eyes against my will, like cellulite on a beach.
“The High Street has been dyin for years, everyone shops online nowadays. If you want a new Trent 1000 engine you just order it off Amazon innit.”