Dum spiro, spero... but only because its the first day of Chester
My head sinks further on my chest. The grinning gap-toothed jackanape that assures us he can enlarge breasts, works for the Red Cross, is concerned by police brutality, but not about UK citizens who happen to be Jewish; who is a liar and the very worst type of opportunistic wannabe, who portrays himself as a public servant and hates the public… is coming to power.
Why? Because the incumbents and the previous administrations for the past twenty years have played fast and loose with the very concept of public service and civic duty. They have led the masses to the point where they have so little hope for the future of this country that they actually consider this guy might do some good!
How ghastly, and worse is to come, because soon we will have proportional representation, not this week but in the next three years, and it will turn England into another European swamp, with no money, no possessions, no future, no heritage… sans everything.
Trust me, in five years’ time, Venezuela will be a comparative paradise.
Sorry, had to let my primaeval scream out.
Meanwhile, I saw a rabbit on the lawn today. The rabbit is unaware at this stage of his life that we have four pairs of Red Kites locally, fed, I discovered the other day, by a retired trainer on chicken wings he buys at the local market on a Friday. He is allegedly trying to train them to eat from his hand whilst he lies in a hot tub. The image is so bizarre that I would pay money to see it.
The rabbit, for some reason,
