A traditional part of the job, doorstepping somebody, this time Mr Broon's brother, I think he was basically saying, "I canna come out, I havena got me trooosers on."And the sight of Hazel Blears with a rictus grin plastered across her stupid face as she faced reporters was beautiful to see.
To paraphrase Shakespeare,
"Cry havoc and unleash the news hounds."
And here's a man explaining why everything was above board
and he should know he's only had to resign twice over stuff.
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