Could do without the sort of nonsense I had to deal with this evening. Phone rang in middle of the big announcement and the operator said: ‘Call from Newcastle. Will you accept the charges?’
Monday
Could do without the sort of nonsense I had to deal with this evening. Phone rang in middle of the big announcement and the operator said: ‘Call from Newcastle. Will you accept the charges?’
Not so much as a thank-you when Bev from Labour came on the line. Just one insult after another about our ‘sad little reshuffle. Caroline Spelman to rally the grassroots? I don’t think so! George Osborne, election supremo? Oo, we’re scared — NOT! Dave shows he’s strong by sacking someone with floppy hair called Hugo? Pur-leeease!’ etc. So much for Mr Brown being the Change, the New Politics, and Listening and Learning! Told her to get stuffed with knobs on and put the phone down.
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