Last Train to Charles Clarkeville
I just got a letter from the right honourable mention Charles Clarke MP. Apparently he’s going to stop people riding their bikes at pedestrians with some kind of big gun. I always find its an uncomfortable experience bumping into Mr Clarke in Waitrose. Its an uncomfortable experience bumping into anyone at Waitrose because they mostly have geriatric elbows that pierce your skin. Except the Range Rover 30-somethings. Where the hell do they get their money from? I don’t begrudge them their success, well, I do, but I just don’t understand it. They can’t all own farms or be Mill Hill Road skip merchants.




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