Matt Hancock, don’t retire just yet – we may need you back. There’s a new terror spreading across Britain – and even better for the tabloids, this one seems to have come from France.
It is all a big and rather silly panic
The great bedbug scare bubbled up a few weeks ago as an infestation in Paris, but within days the critters seemed to have jumped the Channel, quite possibly brought here by rugby fans – or by a pair of Australian tourists who claimed to have been bitten on an overnight train from Austria. Within a week the great terror had reached Luton, Stevenage and Hull, where the Crown Court had to be closed. Then two year old Vinnie Perona-Wright was allegedly ‘eaten by bed bugs’ at Butlins in Minehead (which seems to mean he received a number of bites and had to be moved to share his sister’s bed).
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