It'd be nice to go back to moaning about the rain for a bit instead.
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Stephen McGann
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I took a walk on Allister Heath yesterday. Very dry. All it would take is a dodgy match and the whole thing would go up...
Sam FreedmanYou gotta think even Telegraph readers aren't buying this shit as their holiday home near Bordeaux goes up in flames...
"So. The Morrissey school of legacy management it is, then, Mr Cleese..."
You suddenly get a narrator describing your life and there’s no way to turn it off - everyone can hear it. While shopping, at work, at home, with friends - the voice narrating your every move goes on. Who do you hope is the voice of this narrator?
Meanwhile, the hounds of hell have been locked, oiled, and covered in a rust-proof paint.
Mrs. Betty BowersOne unleashes the *hounds* of Hell, not the gates of Hell, you illiterate moron.
A true exemplar of the age. That blend of determined mediocrity, sloven narcissism, and a gargantuan self-confidence. We become collectively smaller when those we raise as champions are the least of us.
Nick PettigrewIn case you need reminding, this is the man who went into the Brexit negotiations with a bookie's pen and a used envelope and had his pants pulled down so firmly he still waddles around like a penguin to this day
To the tune of "three coins in the fountain".
krenI've been thinking about this sign for 6 months. a phrase I'll treasure forever. a metaphor with boundless potential
The first footballing superstar I watched from the terraces. Shankly's new team. The start of it all. Perms for men included.
Well, there's always a little more joy one can squeeze out of life's few moments of rapture. You just have to commit to the admin.
Giles WilkesBy far the most terrifying opening paragraph I've read in an FT piece giftarticle.ft.com/giftarticle/... omg @soumayakeynes.ft.com