Boris got a rousing welcome from Mancunians.
And the faithful were clearly agog to hear what drivel they were being fed.
At some fringe meeting, Bojo was talking about a climate change summit he’s holding in Glasgow, if you please, where he wants there to be a big union flag at the back of the stage. And…
Well, I suspect she doesn’t want to be anywhere near your flag. But you do realise that being stupid enough to mention all that, does mean that Glasgow, very much a YES city will be teaming with Saltires, inside and outside of your summit. (Incidentally, does your boss… you know, your old bro with the orange skin… know that you are into climate change stuff???)
And in the meantime, they carried on sleeping.
The “scandal” of Boris’s wandering hands won’t go away. I’m not one to comment on whether it is right to bring something like this up after years, or whether they should have dealt with it at the time. He was their boss. It’s not always easy to deal with your boss in that kind of situation and unless you know all the circumstances it is best to stay out of it. But not dear old Tobe. He seems to have just gone and made it worse.
Ho hum… And then there is the ever charmless Hopkins person:
Has anyone ever come across a more stupid or repugnant character than Hopkins?
Ooops, maybe I spoke too soon.
I dunno. Can anyone point me in the direction of something sensible said by someone…anyone… at the Tory Conference?
I wonder if this is what passes for sense in today’s England.
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