Imagine being on a protest march and Lloyd Webber and Clarkson and Farage were at the front. You’d die of shame.

Fat cows

Here's my tea. Not made by me, made by that daft man of mine

I asked my husband if he felt safe being Sikh. He told me no. He was born in the Doaba region of Punjab in '68.lived through the Sikh Genocide, had two cousins disappeared by the state. He'd never wear a turban again because he'd be labelled a terrorist by right wing fascist Indians. He's a good man

Great, getting set to piss myself in the dark this winter

"I said “You either think this country needs to change, or you don’t. And if you do, you should stand with me and every person in this hall, you should stand with the Conservatives.” What did I say, Roy?"

"You said “I've got some fucking brass neck after thirteen years of this shit.”"