We’ve all been there, haven’t we? One minute you are sitting down, with a cup of tea, ready to listen to Sir Keir Starmer’s latest conference speech, the next you wake up, 17 hours later, the tea spilled across the floor, a line of dried spittle tracked on your chin, because Keir Starmer is so intolerably boring, after a mere three seconds of his stilted and nasal delivery you lapsed into a state of unconsciousness which was sufficiently profound to register on the Glasgow Coma Scale.
Sean Thomas
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