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Extracts from the plague diary of Mark ne-Francois-Pepys
8th July 1665
Up, and after a breakfast of eggs gaslit and a quick vote to reject our manifesto commitment not to accept low welfare food imports, I am lightly vaulting Matt Hancock’s ring of steel and relaying
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8th July 1665
Up, and after a breakfast of eggs gaslit and a quick vote to reject our manifesto commitment not to accept low welfare food imports, I am lightly vaulting Matt Hancock’s ring of steel and relaying
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Johnson’s memo to the staff in the alms-houses there that guilt for the dead should lie with them not us; that they didn’t really follow procedures. To my great surprise this makes them mad and the owner there is mightily vexing, asking why twenty-five thousand untested
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for plague were dumped in their network and why tens of thousands died in our British care houses and not anywhere else in the world and why did didn’t we provide them with any PPE and why did nobody think to stop agency staff working between homes and also why, when
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our public health officials asked to have these alms-houses locked down, were they overruled by government?; or at least this is what she might have said as I was too busy clapping throughout her discourse to hear and when I did offer that we Tories don& #39;t do empty gestures
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she rose to an even grayter heate, mightier than before and returned that we be empty jesters, bootless weak-hinged miscreants and fools all, and thereafter I did need to duck the very full catheter bag she threw at me, but failed and this was a
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very sorrowful consideration and I fear this may breed ill blood but I am trusting that because our government does well giving work to the otherwise unemployable Dowdens and Shapps, and also in redirecting PPE money, 20,000l. here and 40,000l. there to the shell companies
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of friends with no assets, which is not a scandal because all is now scandal, and also that The Johnson, remembering nothing but his pleasures, rules by putting the cad in cadaver, we may be forgiven. Home not well that our coach broke the wheel upon Ludgate Hill
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but at last back in time to watch Fast and Furious 7 which is a pretty play, very witty and pleasant and the women do very well, more than ever I expected. Twix. Bed.
