In
five months time, it will nearly be Hallowe’en…
There
seem to be a lot of empty seats at
the French Open, especially for the morning matches. I’m really tempted to book
a couple of days off work and pop over to Paris for some live tennis action.
RORY PREDICTS
– a Conservative leadership election, then a General Election, then a hung
parliament, then a botched Brexit, then a massive recession. Basically another
3 years of absolute mayhem as a few hundred Westminster elitists flush our
country down the toilet while bashing their egos against each other in a
pointless points-scoring exercise.
I
love having Autumns that feel like Summers, but then having Springs that feel
like Winters is too high a price to pay.
Boris
Johnson looks like the result of a mating between Donald Trump and a boiled
egg.
Theresa
May looks like the result of a mating between Ann Widdicombe and a scarecrow.
And to think I used to fancy her….
And to think I used to fancy her….
RC 29-5-19
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