There’s a platform where i’m presuming an new person will stand, someone in charge, or someone who pertains to be so. And this will lead us into splendid isolation, more so than where we are now; the laughing stock, the class clown, but not funny. This sordid series of episodes of awfulness just seems to go on and on. 

Yes, we’ve lost the prime minister we never wanted but we’ve gained a fucking disaster going forward, with a potential Johnson (penis) making a come back, God help us. 

Tired, goodnight, enjoy the pheasants peasants