Boris Johnson’s damn curtains or whether his missus keeps his testicles in her eco-friendly but-achingly expensive handbag.Nor do I care a tinker’s cuss about whether a bloke who looks like a demented goblin has a list as long as his trip to Durham about what Bozo may or may not have said about anything.What I do care about is when this pathetic bunch of overgrown spoilt brats arguing like kids in a playground start getting OUR lives back on track.Did our PM actually utter the immortal words about letting bodies “pile high”?
Probably. It’s the kind of thing he’d say in frustration. Did he mean it? No, of course not. Not because he particularly cares about any of us but because he wants to be liked and go down in history as a Churchillian.Read more on dailystar.co.uk