I’ve said it so many times, this UK government just want factory fodder and cannon fodder. That’s why I am upset, but not at all surprised to read a BBC quote from the UK Prime Minister saying: “Iβve given you the most important metric β never mind life expectancy, never mind cancer outcomes β look at wage growth.β Those cards have fallen from his grubby Eton sleeve and all of them are in full view!

The right dishonourable Boris Johnson, what a sick joke. He needs to be given his cards, his marching orders and go Fodder himself! That’s my ten penny worth at the earliest hours of a Sunday morning [ 2:45am ].
Seriously, who the F… voted for these selfish, ignorant, egocentric idiots?
One day this will all just be a bad memory.
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For most of us there might still be hope for a “Tomorrow”, but not all.
Some won’t make it through β οΈ due to this disgusting stench of an Eton mess, dropped on a turd π© scooped up and served like nowts wrong. π€‘
My boy said a couple of days back “I just want to shout:
π² “THE EMPEROR IS WEARING NO CLOTHES!” π²
As my CD player bust and someone ripped off my aerial with the rainbow flag on, I’ve had to entertain myself and was actually singing “Tomorrow” on my way into work t’other day. Strangely enough, the rain stopped for about 15 minutes and there was a bit o’ sunshine βοΈβοΈ βοΈβοΈβοΈ βοΈ poking through the clouds. π
So,we just gotta keep the hope going, but when the right moment comes FFS we also need guts to say: “THE EMPEROR IS WEARING NO CLOTHES!”
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Just thinkin’ about tomorrow,
Clears away the cobwebs πΈ and the sorrow, π€§ π·
‘Til there’s none,
When I’m stuck a with π© day that’s gray and lonely,
I just stick out my chin and grin π and say, oh,
πβ οΈ
The sun’ll βοΈ come out tomorrow,
So you gotta hang on ’til tomorrow,
Come what may,
Tomorrow, tomorrow,
I love ya tomorrow,
You’re only a day away.
β€οΈ π§‘ π π π π
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