Here comes Boris Johnson, half an hour before deadline closes. He’s going to chuck his hat in the ring like Blackadder’s Lord Flashheart, isn’t he? “I’ve got a plan, and it’s as hot as my pants!”
Except he isn’t. Standing at a podium bearing not a soaring campaign slogan, but the rather more prosaic “ST ERMIN’S HOTEL”, the leading political bounder of the age announced that he thought about the individual needed to take the country out of the mess he’s dumped it in (I paraphrase), and “concluded that person cannot be me”.
Source: Bye bye, Boris, the man who wouldn’t clear up his own mess | Marina Hyde | Opinion | The Guardian
And bye, bye, David Cameron, the man who arrogantly presumed to win the referendum he himself called. A bad week for Old Etonians?
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Clever. Watch and see how things turn…
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I feel like this whole Brexit business is like watching a traffic accident. You know, when you drive past an accident and you feel horrible but are unable to look away.
I guess no one will miss Boris, but I don’t think whatever follows will be any better without him. I must admit that I hadn’t heard of the man before Brexit and I thought he was a Trump parody at first with that hair. 😛
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I still haven’t forgiven you for not being Martin!!!!!!!! 😛 😀 My ego still suffers.
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Oh, I’m sorry. I have an ex named Martin as wel actuallyl. 🙂
I hope your ego manages to get itself up on its feet again.
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Dammit, now who’s going to play Peter in the upcoming election?
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Maybe Boris didn’t think it would go his way
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