Let me finish! Because Sunak will never understand this country. Whereas I love it so much I’m prepared to spend every weekend for the next five years in some ghastly hellhole like Clacton!
“Ghastly hellhole?” says the woman on the mobility scooter. “I’ve lived here all my life.”
“Well!” I say. “That’s what they’ll tell you! The liberal elite!”
The woman says it’s me who just said that, though. So I tell her that it’s pretty shocking that she’d twist my words. Then I tell her that she must also be sick, like I am, of all these people who move here for work, and bring their families, and speak foreign languages, and aren’t even ashamed.
Although before she can answer I have a call
