Sarah Wakefield, the Green Party candidate for the Makerfield by-election. This woman was last in line when brains were distributed. @RobKenyonReform clearly explains things well. He's a straightforward speaker who, frankly, makes more sense than anyone else among your drug-pushing, illegal immigrant wanting, clan of Liberal fools. @TheGreenParty @reformparty_uk

My brother had a hospital appointment last week but had to cancel it as he couldn’t get transport there. He has now just gone off to hospital in an ambulance after collapsing. It would have been avoided if he was able to get to his appointment last week.

During my early years (I'm 73), we were urged to... * Save up for a deposit to buy a house. * Put money into a private pension. * Work long & hard to put money aside for a 'rainy day'. My wife & I, along with many of our peers, did all three & now @UKLabour want the lot!

Email from John Lewis, not applicable to me as I have no men in a dress or black children to buy presents for. Click on the link to 100 best gifts, 3 white people 7 black people. This is England! Majority of the population are white. #woke #JohnLewis

#@DWPgovuk You are a disgrace. Wrote to my bereaved brother with a 13 page form to complete. No return address or envelope. He has been on the phone all afternoon trying to talk to someone. Get it right 1st time and put a return address and ANSWER YOUR PHONES!

I just supported this case! crowdjustice.com/case/stop-s… via @CrowdJustice

Starmer is incandescent with rage that his wife is making headlines please don’t help to make #LadyVictoriaSponger trend it would be too much for him 🙏

A UK Labour Party politician dies... While walking down the street one day a Member of Parliament is tragically hit by a truck and dies. His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance. 'Welcome to heaven,' says St. Peter. 'Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you.' 'No problem, just let me in,' says the man. 'Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher  up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then  you can choose where to spend eternity.' 'Really, I've made up my mind.  I want to be in heaven,' says the MP. 'I'm sorry, but we have our rules.' And with  that, St. Peter escorts him to the  elevator and he went down, down, down  to hell. The doors open and he found himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other  politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is very happy and dressed in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the  people. They played a friendly game of golf and then dined on lobster, caviar and champagne Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly & nice guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes.They are having such a good time that before he realizes it's time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and wave whilst the elevator rises.... The elevator rises and the door opens in heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him. 'Now it's time to visit heaven. 24 hours pass with the MP joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing.  They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns. 'Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. now choose your eternity.' The MP reflects for a minute, then he answers: 'Well, I would never have said it  before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell.' So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. When the doors open he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above. The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder. ' I don't understand,' stammers the  MP. 'Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable.   What happened? The devil looks at him, smiles and says, 'Yesterday we were campaigning - Today you voted, now you know how the UK people feel’.