'Charm personified.' The Observer. 'Former suit salesman.' Daily Mail. Retweets are not endorsements.
After a lifetime of studiously avoiding forced neighbourhood jollity, I'm not necessarily going to start organising street parties. But, my goodness, #clapforourcarers last night was a thing of absolute beauty. Can't believe how needed it felt.
EU joint procurement - UK's delayed participation undermines the NHS and risks lives - UK in a changing Europe
Anyways, I’m off Twitter until Monday morning now & suggest you do the same. Stay safe, be kind & if things do get on top of you, try to empty your head & then focus on issues over which you can exercise some control. Fretting about things we have no power over is so draining. x
Harry & Meghan haven't asked me to pay for their security either. Do I have to announce that I won't be doing so?
And there it is. Worst fears apparently confirmed. Every single time you told yourself it couldn’t all be down to the pound shop Machiavelli, that nobody could allow these life & death decisions to be taken on the fly, a little voice piped up to remind you who was Prime Minister.
Brexit latest: Outrage as people who voted to abolish free movement discover that abolishing free movement means movement will no longer be free.
My youngest has had my old phone for a couple of years. Just for games, which I download for her before disconnecting the internet. Still has my old contacts though & it turns out she’s been messaging my dad, who died 5 years ago. I may have something in my eye.