As an Australian I live a blissfully Giles Coren-free life, but surely any decently educated public schoolboy should know that for much of the last thousand years, the kings and queens of Britain spoke either French (Norman or otherwise) or German (as well as Scots or Gaelic, I'm not sure which), and if they did indeed lower themselves to speak English, it was undoubtedly with a strong accent.
Littlejohn in the top ten. Deservedly. True, his worthwhile output since about 1970, shortly after arrest for street brawling, wouldn’t cover a fag packet. But it’s handy to be reminded of the style. Breezy, stupid-smart, cliché-sodden, sneering, oddly old-fashioned. It’s the good old, bad old gutless right wing hack, obligingly soiling himself for 30 pieces of silver. Littlejohn lives in a Florida marsh, rarely visits UK. But this has never stopped Swampy from pontificating on a country of which he knows little. And cares even less.
As an Australian I live a blissfully Giles Coren-free life, but surely any decently educated public schoolboy should know that for much of the last thousand years, the kings and queens of Britain spoke either French (Norman or otherwise) or German (as well as Scots or Gaelic, I'm not sure which), and if they did indeed lower themselves to speak English, it was undoubtedly with a strong accent.
His parents should demand their money back.
Eagerly awaiting Brendan Oneil.
I'm surprised that cunt hasn't wrote and article saying Gisèle Pelicot is just as bad as her husband.
O’Neill is in part one!
Oh golly I feel stupid now because I did comment!
I blame the festive beers.
I feel stupid, because I did read part 1. Maybe I just hate him that much I want another reason to hate him again.
C*nts ate useful on occasion. They make dicks stand to attention.
An excellent vomitworhy collection of turds, enshittifying what passes for media these days.
Looking forward to the final countdown. Just read your piece in Byline Times on the much-misunderstood Gregg Wallace. Excellent.
Thanks, David. Coming tomorrow!
Littlejohn in the top ten. Deservedly. True, his worthwhile output since about 1970, shortly after arrest for street brawling, wouldn’t cover a fag packet. But it’s handy to be reminded of the style. Breezy, stupid-smart, cliché-sodden, sneering, oddly old-fashioned. It’s the good old, bad old gutless right wing hack, obligingly soiling himself for 30 pieces of silver. Littlejohn lives in a Florida marsh, rarely visits UK. But this has never stopped Swampy from pontificating on a country of which he knows little. And cares even less.
"Tominey earns her spot her spot" - repetition.
Thanks. Will fix.