El governmento tells us about inflation figures of two or three per cent year after year, doesn't sound like much does it? Well when I was a lad chips were 6p or 8p a portion and then they went up to 8p and 12p, it's added up since then hasn't it?
And how do crime figures keep coming down? I remember when you could leave your bike outside all night and still get change from a penny. That's how we ended up at war again. Monkey brains couldn't make a nuke if you gave him a glass of cold water and a boat load of meccano.
Audley Harrison had more fight than that, but we chalked up another victory for demarcacy anyway. Iraq was supposed to be Tony's Falklands but he arsed it. Just like anyone would who's main experience of combat was limited to a candlelit dinner with Cherie. You can't blame the poor sap, but you can't exactly congratulate him either.
So, if Margaret T was the Iron Lady What will we call Tony Baloney? He used to be known as the Ryan Giggs of politics. Now, we could call him The Man Jimmy Carter always wanted to be, or the white Frank Bruno, the thinking man's Keith Chegwin, The Iron Lung, The Black Vegetable, the Carbon Footprint of Elvis, The Graham Taylor of team building and so on an so forth.
I could go on but I feel I'm delaying the second coming of Pontius Pilates. He likes to have the stage to himself, allegedly.