Monday 23 December 2019

Grime, slime

The guy who wrote the text in the attached image is being invited to schools to read to and converse with your little children. He is also going to appear on state-funded national television with a Christmas message for everyone.

Back in the day, when I was little, we'd have policemen and firemen and painters and poets and writers and artists visit us at school to inspire our young minds and fire our imagination. We even had a dentist once! They were our heroes.

Today, I'm so sad to say, there's just this kind of sludge that creeps out from under the manhole covers Jeremy Corbyn is so fond of. No wonder it's called grime.

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