QUENTIN LETTS: Finally! Some wit-laced acidity to cut through the grease and make clear the ghastliness of Starmerism
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QUENTIN LETTS: As pub landlords were clearing their throats to say, 'Time, please, ladies and gents', and as the undertakers were screwing down the coffin lid… enter Hurricane Boris!QUENTIN LETTS: Finally! Some wit-laced acidity to cut through the grease and make clear the ghastliness of Starmerism
QUENTIN LETTS: As pub landlords were clearing their throats to say, 'Time, please, ladies and gents', and as the undertakers were screwing down the coffin lid… enter Hurricane Boris! Read more