This is what we have to look forward to
Since the election is finally underway, it's about time I posted this: undercover at the Conservative Future Christmas party for Prospect
“Yah but your surname is Jenkins,” his friend says through a mouthful of teeth. “That’s such a butler’s name!”
“Jenkiiiiiiins!!” They all boom happily at once, summoning an imaginary servant and the ghost of Conservative past at the same time. The declamation falls away into the West End night, nullified by the bright lights of nearby Piccadilly Circus.
“Where’s Bollinger?” someone wonders, idly.
“Bollie? She’s left I think.”
This piece got me some considerable stick from one unintentionally hilarious young Tory blogger.