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  1. Thanks Meg. I know you are someone who has recently (possibly even currently) had close contact with the wonderful staff who keep Britain's NHS running - despite the current national vacancy tally of 100,000. Last Saturday, at a session at Hereford County Hospital, I had a fascinating conversation with an experienced Staff Nurse. When I brought up the prospect of Bojo's bizarre suggestion that the NHS might be 'sold off' to the US, she shook her head in horror - as if I'd suggested that we should pawn the Crown Jewels to help pay for all those air-conditioned football stadiums that are being built in Quatar. ANYONE BUT BORIS
  2. Classic news item from the ‘You Couldn’t Make It Up’ website: the Daily Telegraph sagely decided to take a telephone canvass poll of all Tory councillors in England and Wales over last weekend, asking them whether they felt Mr Blobby was still the right man for No 10, after that Friday night altercation. Sixty-one per cent did. Well what a surprise!
  3. Tory Minister Mark Field physically assaults a peaceful female protester handing out leaflets at the Mansion House, on the spurious grounds that "she may have been armed" (despite the fact that she was wearing a Greenpeace sash). Twenty-four hours later the police are summoned to Mr Blobby's London home because a 'domestic incident', which the gaffe-prone Leader-in-Waiting declines to discuss with the party faithful on the stage of Birmingham's Symphony Hall on Saturday night. ANYONE BUT BORIS
  4. Rory Stewart’s surprise elimination from Wednesday’s round in the Tory Leadership contest was achieved by what can only be described as vote rigging. As many as five staunch Boris supporters (hopeful of preferment in his government) were persuaded by one of his henchmen to temporarily ‘lend’ their support to Savid (my Dad was a bus driver) Javid. Javid duly moved up and young Rory was shafted. They don’t call ‘em The Nasty Party for nothing!
  5. According to statistics held by the House of Commons Library (an information source which I’m prepared to believe), the Tory Party had 124,000 paid up members in March last year, compared with Labour’s half-million plus. Yet BBC bulletins today, reporting on the race for No 10, are saying that 160,000 ballot papers are about to be posted out to the Nasty Party’s membership. A 25% hike – even allowing for the Boris Factor (or, as others see it ‘The Elephant in the Room’) does seem quite extraordinary. ANYONE BUT BORIS
  6. Have any other VOICE members noticed the uncanny resemblance between Tory leadership hopeful Jeremy Hunt and the vile Syrian despot Bashar al-Assad? In fact, has anyone ever seen them in the same room together?
  7. Eat your hearts out David Owen, Woy Jenkins, Shirley Williams and that other bloke who never spoke. It took aeons of navel-gazing to form the SDP, yet it burnt out (or was sold off to the FibDems) after only 7 years. Nigel Farrage has every reason to look as pleased as Punch. In just six weeks he invented a manifesto-free party, he didn’t get distracted by tiresome details like members’ subs, he got ‘egged’ by a well-aimed banana and caramel milkshake, and one third of all those who bothered to turn out to vote in last Thursday’s pointless EU elections now think he’s the next Messiah.
  8. One omission from the excellent list of lies which Megi brought us (above), is the £1-billion bung which Mrs May conveniently conjured up from that non-existent Money Tree growing in the back garden on 10 Downing Street to keep the Ulster Flat Earth & Anti-Abortionist Party on side.
  9. It’s going to be a two-horse race – and both of them are clapped out nags only good for pulling Steptoe and Son’s rag and bone cart. The candidate who has major media backing undoubtedly has the high ground. So no prizes for guessing which candidate the Barclay brothers’ Daily Torygraph will be putting its weight behind. And with his wife employed as the paper’s highest-paid columnist (now that Ross-on-Wye resident Quentin Letts has gone), the Daily Mail will have to be Gurning Gove’s cheerleader. Did anyone else spot Mrs May’s remark at the end of her resignation address about not being the last woman Prime Minister? Was this, I wonder, a subtle hint that her vote in the leadership election with be going to Penny Mordaunt, who she recently appointed in succession to the hapless Gavin ‘Private Pike’ Williamson? And the least-likely contender to make it onto the members’ ballot papers? The self-important Sajid Javid. As veteran columnist Polly Toynbee observed in Saturday’s Graun, people are tired of hearing his: “My dad was a bus driver” story.
  10. Regardless of ones political affiliations, it is bad enough to have one Prime Minister walking into the job without any sort of public mandate, but it looks ominously like history will be repeating itself again in 2019. ANYONE BUT BORIS
  11. Well, folks, seems it will soon be time to focus on the Leadership election, as Mrs May has now indicated that she’ll be jumping ship in June. Let’s not go into the boring detail of who the aspirants for this lucrative job are, save to point out that the casting votes in the second round of the contest (the first round is restricted to the 330 serving Conservative MPs in the Commons) are vested only in paid-up members of the Conservative & Unionist Party of the UK. And at the last count there were a mere 125,000 of them – mostly with Bus Passes and many with limited life expectancy. Against a UK population of just over 66 million. So the next British Prime Minister will be elected by just under 2% of the population. Does that sound fair to you? ANYONE BUT BORIS
  12. I'm sure there won't be many tears being shed in the Palace of Westminster this morning over the timely demise of the egregious Gavin (Private Pike) Williamson. His departure should certainly puncture the Tories' balloon of invincible self-confidence on polling day. Let's hope the Indie pact holds together in all wards.
  13. Now that we’ve got the Grand National out of the way, let’s take a look at the runners and riders who are getting saddled up and being gently eased into their racing stalls in readiness for the next big race: The Tory Leadership Handicap. The bookies’ Dream Ticket to run against current favorite Bo-Jo are Savid Javid & Jacob Rees-Mogg (a slaphead and a top-hatted toff. What a combination). Then there’s the unrivaled intellect of Sir Nicholas Soames paired with Dennis ‘The Beast of Bolsover’ Skinner. Known throughout Westminster as The Dim-witted Duo are David Davis & Chris Grayling, with the latter still having difficulty assembling the HornbyDublo kit Santa brought him last Christmas, let alone building Crossrail or HST2. For glamour and good looks there’s Yvette Cooper partnering the diminutive Liam Fox. And bringing up the rear of the field (and presently refusing to be walked into the stalls) are Chuka Umunna and Arlene Foster. The Daily Mail’s Golden Boy, former fireplace salesman Gavin Williamson, has had to scratch as he’s busy preparing to flood the streets of post-Brexit Britain with tanks, artillery and armed troops.
  14. Brexit is fast turning into a Dog’s Breakfast and though I don’t have a lot of sympathy for Mother Theresa, I do feel that that villainous quartet of Barnier, Junker, Macron and Tusk have shown her very little mercy in these last few days. With the annual May Fair due to arrive in town very shortly, I’d like to suggest that the operators rig up an extra stall, which I think would prove extremely popular with the crowds. It could be one of those old-fashioned shooting galleries with air rifles and lead pellets and there would only be 4 targets to hit to win a major prize: cut-out coloured tin profiles of the arch-villains of Brussels. Roll up, roll up!
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