It’s a lovely morning here in Derbyshire. Sunshine and blue skies. Far too early to think of summer, but for some reason the actual weather and political weather remind me of that well-known medieval song.
Starmer is icumen in,
Lhude sing cuccu!
Groweþ sed and bloweþ med
And springþ þe wde nu,
Unions striking for more pay
And Brexit scuppered too!
Loudly sing Cuckoo!
Starmer sings fuckyou
He's Tony Blair mark two!
It would certainly be a wonderful title for a political memoir - Boris Johnson’s, perhaps?
I didn't know you were a fan of rap 'music', AK!
Sam - if only it wasn't so, but he is Tony Blair mark two. I wonder who his Gordon Brown is going to be?
Macheath - or Jeremy Corbyn or... it's not a small number is it?
Scrobs - ah rap music - it's a bit rich for me. I can only take about a second of it before I'm full and don't need any more for quite a few years.
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