It was six months ago this week when Nicola Sturgeon heroically admitted she’d be ‘happy’ to have a refugee move into her detached Glasgow home. That same rousing week last September, we were treated to the vision of Yvette Cooper ‘bravely’ holding up a piece of A4 paper with #refugeeswelcome scrawled on it.
As he’s wont to do, Bob Geldof went one further, offering to put up three families in his pile in Kent and another in his London flat. Yet, to date, it seems that not a single refugee has been welcomed through the Chunnel and made it to Nicola’s nest, Casa Cooper or either of Geldoff’s gaffs.
One wonders, why not? There’s always the chance that not knowing if their new lodger was a dashing Syrian astrophysicist after all, but a murderous henchman for the Islamic State, may have quashed their vertiginous virtue signalling. Perhaps the sex attacks in Cologne on New Year’s Eve made them think twice.
Still, it would be a shame if all that good intention came to naught.
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