Clarence: 🙄

Oh my word. Sunak the terrible liar was bang on correct. Whatever next.

They stood on tv and called him a liar in front of the entire nation. He was pilloried for sticking to the point that they were going to raise taxes. Who’s the liar now? Apart from the top three in our government.

If I were him I’d keep posting reels to remind everyone. Of course it will be ‘the last lot’ what did it.

Never seen any government shoot itself in the foot so many times, so fast. They’re like an out of control machine gun. At least BJ and the economic disaster were stand alone ridiculous. This lot are standing together being…something.

Maybe the Conservatives had a better financial plan without raising taxes? Or freezing the elderly.

I do wonder if, as thousands are now claiming for pension credit, we’re going to discover the £300 would have been cheaper in the long run, but at least it’s better for them.

Why does no one simplify pensions and social support, means test them, and then get that support to the right people? Do they not know that getting the right benefits to the right people tends to be cheaper?

Of course there’s always a chance that they will drown under the weight of the paperwork generated.

Plus, if you want a quick hit, you don’t need to means test millionaires who have been avoiding tax, you just need to tighten the law and if they leave make sure they pay up first. Surely a p*ssed off millionaire isn’t such an awful sight as a frozen pensioner? You know, the ones who actually paid their dues?

I don’t know what happens to your brain when you take your seat in Parliament? Is there a locked room full of empathy and compassion somewhere and you get the finer feelings back when you leave? Alongside your common sense.

It’s not acceptable for any well paid person to take any hand out, but politicians and law makers? No no no. But to take, then hit those far poorer is a thousand times worse.

Hey ho. That’s politics. But not what we expected when decency was supposed to return to Downing Street. Even the kitten looks like a pedigree. He may be the saving of Starmer though. It may be the only time anyone looks at him and goes “awwww”.

My world

I of course have’s been at the Labour Conference disguised as a cleaner. It’s important that those in power demonstrate their kinship with the normal person. As such they chat away and you learn more during a quick chat in a corridor than most attendees ever will. All it takes is a few well placed questions.

They also like to ask you questions so that they get the opinion of the ordinary voters. Such as:

“Do you think the voters will believe that none of this is our fault?”

“No.”

“But it was them what did it!”

“No you’re doing it.”

“No we’re responding.”

“Ah. But didn’t they take care of us all during Covid, then the Ukraine war broke out and pushed all the prices up and they helped then too…”

“What with?”

“The winter fuel allowance for one.”

“Ah we’re going to be voting on that soon.”

“Like when?”

“Well it’s been deferred until today, but there are discussions about another deferral or a referral back to some team who will then think about all the bits and bobs, and then refer it back, but it could be deferred again. Or not because it may need re referring.”

“Very clear.”

“Thank you, I promised myself when I left school last year and decided on this instead of brain surgery, that I would always be very clear. Very precise.”

“Bit like brain surgery?”

“Exactly, although from what I read that’s more about taking lots of pictures then fiddling about a bit inside someone’s brain! I couldn’t believe it. They expected me to touch a brain!”

“Well don’t worry about that, you won’t find one at Westminster.”

“Phew! But that wasn’t what put me off though.”

“What was?”

“Straight D’s. When I asked my dad what sort of decent career could I get without any decent exam results and no experience, he immediately said politics. So here I am. I could be Prime Minister one day you know and live in Drowning Street. I hope I don’t get confused though as the flat is above number 11 and that’s a lot to have to remember. You work here yet you sleep there!”

“That is indeed a lot.”

“So, do you think we can sell this as not being our fault?”

“No…only Robin Hood could do that. He took from the rich to give to the poor.”

“Robin who?”

“Character in an online game, good guy!”

“Oh I’ll look it up, I love games, I have a Nintendo.”

“I know I saw you playing with it all through the conference.”

“Well it was boring.”

“The future of this country is at stake!”

“It is, where? I should get on to this, I’ll go and find someone to talk to. But be honest, what do you think, can we get away with blaming the Conservatives?”

“Yes.” 🙄

“Thanks. Brill. Hey cleaner man…what’s the game called?”

It’s a thrilling life.

At least he’s enthusiastic though. He spent the entire afternoon going from MP to MP asking what he could do to make sure that people in the future could eat steak. He got quite upset at one point and told ‘some idiot’ that everyone had a right to eat steak even vegans. Sir Keir didn’t look impressed. He then asked him where the short guy that ran the place was as he wanted to get him onto this as soon as possible. There should be a big meeting about it!

He was delighted to be invited to attend it this afternoon, he even popped back to tell me. Bless him. I hope the future gives him more street smarts, a bit of help in the knowledge department, but that he retains that determination to do right.

We should all have that, especially politicians.

Hey ho

Clarence

Yes my grandson has been found. In France. He thought it was clever to call us to let us know that he was okay just bored with school, and was in Denmark, just as an announcement for a train to Paris came over the speaker.

He was found the next day at the Folies Bergére being looked after by all the pretty ladies, having claimed to be a Ukrainian Refugee with impeccable English. They called the police and kept him occupied. Thank God.

I’m in trouble because he was trying to tell his distraught mother about all the…body parts…he’d been able to observe. They had a row and he said “okay I’ll tell grandpa then, he’s always telling me about naked ladies!”

I was telling him how gross the naked dating game on tv was, became I had the ‘good fortune’ to cover it for a very well known magazine. I was singularly unimpressed and certainly not boasting. Or educating. Try telling them that.

I may get a Christmas invite but it’s looking less likely every time he opens his mouth.