the bags

If like me, you fear the gathering of the Twin of Trump, that’ll be the Boris, with a cautious worry that somewhere on the horizon, the four horsemen of the apocalypse watch in puzzled merriment as their decreed role appears somewhat usurped by the elected coupling of stupid and stupider (that’ll be Donny and Bozzo). And while the latter of that dynamic duo seeks to prolong the Brexit nightmare with his pompous huzzah’s and bone headed rhetoric, here’s a little love note from the outside world which I’m guessing not only rings a European bell, but a Scottish, Welsh and Irish one too…… incidentally, wonderfully scuzzy, by the Bags, now how come I’ve never heard this previously …… with side credits to Midwich Youth Club who, if I recall rightly, we lifted this from a twitter posting ……

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