I CANNOT possibly condemn my education secretary for feeling underappreciated. She very much isn’t, but that’s entirely down to her failings in the role.
THE older you are, the harder it is to shrug shit off. For example I had a bit of a basic week – a Chinese takeaway and eight cans of lager every night – and I felt terrible.
An important industrial centre for more than a century, the steelworks was royally Thatchered in the 80s, leaving only air, land and water pollution to remind residents of Middlesbrough’s glorious past.
I’ve come up with an amazing idea to enhance my son’s life for the better. I’m going to get him cancelled on social media for voicing bold opinions that offended the woke media.
Thatcher would have fiercely opposed Ulez. ‘Ulez if you want to,’ she’d have said. ‘The lady’s not for lezzing.’
WAKING in an empty bathtub, I find the call of nature ringing urgently in my ears and my head throbbing as if it were being hammered by respected craftsman Mr Fred Flintstone.
‘JACK of all trades, master of all trades, that’s me!’ chortles Grant, on his appointment to yet another Cabinet post. I don’t correct his mistake.
Blinding Lights singer The Weeknd plans to close summer by raunching up one Cheshire village’s fruit and veg show to a frankly unacceptable degree.
The place is like a Brexit theme park, complete with wrecked infrastructure, potholes and a vibe optimistically described as ‘past its best’. The once-thriving resort is known to residents as ‘Crapton’.
THE musical world changed when Frank Ocean released Blonde in 2016. But, like that year’s other world-changing events – Brexit and Trump – was it actually shite?