Continuing the Crook County News Since 1884
Notes from an Uprooted Englishwoman
Getting Boris Johnson out of 10 Downing Street has proven to be a lot like trying to persuade a wasp out through an open window. It doesn’t want to go and its main skill set involves dipping and diving past your rolled-up newspaper as though it hasn’t noticed it doesn’t belong indoors.
I used to be a fan of Boris, back when he was mostly notable for hanging on zip lines waving flags, the hair of a madman and a policy that introduced bicycles for hire to Londoners. Unfortunately, it turns out that being lovably ridiculous is not actually the main quality one wants in the leader of one’s nation....