Poor old Biggles

It must have been terrible for Iain Duncan Smith to read his own obituary in the Sunday Telegraph but this morning’s Times is even worse. When Rees-Mogg writes to prove you must survive, you know you’re as dead as the gold standard.

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  1. Rupert says:

    I was trying to read the Times article on IDS — in the hope, if I’m honest, of squeezing another drop of schadenfreude out of continued Tory confusion — when the screen went dark and what looked like a large lump of liver with wings and halo appeared and bounced around the page. In time, it resolved itself to an advert for a Virgin credit card. Perhaps it’s the immortal soul of said organ from Disgusted of Estonia?

    At the moment it feels as I remember the mid-80s feeling, when people were talking about Labour being unelectable for a generation and the Tories appeared to have pulled up the drawbridge behind them. Then, we got John Smith… is there one in the Tory party?

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