God Damn Right – It’s Still A Beautiful Day

THE NEWS is bad, bad, bad. So bad that I feel terrible for being happy.

Beautiful pink clouds

AT THE risk of sounding like a BTEC Delta Bluesman, I woke up this morning.

‚ÄčAnd the news was bad. 

British Steel ’bout to fail.

Jamie’s Italian had. 

Brexit was still happening, or not happening. 

Farage was brushing off the milkshake and slipping on the Knuckle Dusters, ready to deal British tolerance another smart whack to the plums at the Ballot Box tomorrow. 

And, worst of all, the United Nations rapporteur on extreme poverty was laying into the Government for recreating a new Victorian workhouse through welfare cuts and austerity.

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