14 October (Part 2) - The terrible threesome
When I was a member of the local Conservative Association all I ever got out
of them was invitations to dinner with government ministers and miscellaneous
nobodies and the tickets were always far too expensive. I attended none of them.
In similar circumstances Boris Johnson was in town last night, I may have made
an exception for him and coughed up the dough because whilst something of a
maverick he was a better Mayor than Ken Wotsisname and a much better Mayor than
Sadiq Khan and would make a much better Brexit negotiator than the pathetic
Theresa May for whom the only thing one can say in her favour is that she is not Jeremy Corbyn.
I would happily speak to Boris, I would happily discuss politics with lots of
the guests but even if I was paralytically drunk I would not be photographed hobnobbing with the two most
consistently disreputable Councillors in Bexley.
If Anna Firth ever contests the Erith & Thamesmead parliamentary constituency
again this photo will be a gift to anyone who wants to do her a mischief.
Thank goodness Teresa Pearce trounced Anna in 2015. There would be no one prepared to help
fight the dishonesty which this grinning pair represents.
