Dear James,

You may or may not have noticed that I’ve been away. No matter! I’m back. For me and most of our country, last year’s climactic debacle of the Liz Truss’s mini-budget exploded the myriad of Tory myths that have been showered upon us for the last thirteen years. Exhausted and craving distraction from the swerves and u-turns of a party riven from top to tail by right wing fanatics, public schoolboy thuggery, political clowns and one monstrously out of touch Boudicca figurine, the majority of the British public have thrown up their hands in disgust. We’ve had enough James! Time’s up! You’ve been found out! Even die hard Tories have at last seen the light. Better start checking those small ads in the local paper perhaps?

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