Comrade Corbyn to the fore - whither (or wither) the Labour Party?

And worse they don't wear sexy uniforms anymore
You mean they run around the wards in their underwear? No wonder there's a waiting list to get into hospital.
 

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And worse they don't wear sexy uniforms anymore
Oh, I don't know, some of those "scrubs" can fit nicely across a trim bum. (Female type). Mind you, some of the nurses need XXXL size! :(
 

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Oh, I don't know, some of those "scrubs" can fit nicely across a trim bum. (Female type). Mind you, some of the nurses need XXXL size! :(
One of my neighbours wears an NHS uniform of some sort. Smokes like a chimney and makes Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz look like he’s wasting away. Not a great advert for healthcare.
 

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XXXXL, Which hospital? Asking for a friend, obviously...
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And yet another Afternoon of The Long Knives:


A couple of things:

1. It's taken Cat Smith over a year to show solidarity with The Past Dear Leader and ask for her P45. Such support as that cannot be bought.

2. Who TF is Cat Smith?

3. And the durty little minx Our Angeluh would seem to have been sent out and about this AM having not been appraised of the honing of Socialist blades.

Bloody marvellous sport!
 

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And yet another Afternoon of The Long Knives:


A couple of things:

1. It's taken Cat Smith over a year to show solidarity with The Past Dear Leader and ask for her P45. Such support as that cannot be bought.

2. Who TF is Cat Smith?

3. And the durty little minx Our Angeluh would seem to have been sent out and about this AM having not been appraised of the honing of Socialist blades.

Bloody marvellous sport!

From Guido:

"And so it’s begun:

13.25: Jo Stevens demoted from Shadow DCMS to Shadow Welsh Secretary
11.57: Shadow Secretary of state for Young People and Democracy, and left winger, Cat Smith has confirmed she’s left the Shadow Cabinet, partly over Corbyn’s suspension. She specifies Starmer did ask her to continue in the job.

#StayTuned…"

Who are these people? I've heard of Corbyn and Starmer is the millionaire failed lawyer who took over from him but Stevens and Smith... Sounds like a crap hospital radio duo.
 
Shadow Welsh Secretary, not so much a demotion as being sent to Merthyr Tydfil

So it's much much worse...
 

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Basically Shadow Ministers for none existent roles get shuffled out
Half of them don't even Shadow government posts. I don't know why this jobs for the boys/gals scam is allowed.
 
They don't get paid extra for it from the taxpayer though, so they can pretty much call themselves whatever they want.

Quite, just surprised there isn't a shadow minister for Poppers (Keith Vaz of course in the post), a shadow minister for Pregnant Unmarried Schoolgirls (Angela Rayner your role cometh) etc, Shadow Minister for Gammons (Jeremy Corbyn if they let him back in)
 

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But it does give them a smug feeling of self importance .
Hardly much compensation for being utterly irrelevant. If they concentrated on representing their constituents…

Forget that they don’t really give a damn about the prols.
 
Doesn't have any problem bullying people who criticise him. The tweet in question may have been in bad taste but many may feel it is fair comment; although Corbyn claims he doesn't want to celebrate this particular terrorist.


My bold strange he was happy to do this for the c**ts who were trying to kill British troops not long ago ..

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And worse they don't wear sexy uniforms anymore


Like these ..

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Well maybe not quite that extreme but I remember well when I had to have an operation on my leg following a Rugby injury, being in an orthopedic ward, where lots of youngish blokes were in after football, rugby & motorbike accidents, we used to have great crack twanging their suspenders when they bent over our beds. They got their own back when in the process of giving us injections in our backsides, us lying prone with our jammies down, they stick the needle in, telling us to keep still & squeeze the cotton ball, full of surgical spirits onto our balls, watching us squeal.
I managed to date 2 of the lovelies on my release, during my convalescence despite being engaged to the girl I married.
One, an attractive blond Staff nurse, the other was a nice sultry brunette, got a bit serious and one evening as she was dropping me off around the corner from where I lived, having had a pleasant day with her in her mews house, asked me if I had considered not marrying my fiance (she knew of her). I had already thought of going back to my old hedonistic lifestyle, when she said 3 words , "marry me instead!". How the hell do I get out of this I thought. Thinking quickly and knowing she was loaded, her own mews house in Pimlico, flash new sports car, expensive clothes & holidays etc. I said I couldn't afford to keep her in the lifestile she was accustomed to!
No problems she said, she had a private income which was more than twice what we earned together and when her aged granny died in the near future, it would double.
Daddies wedding present would be at least a 4 bedroon detached house of our choosing in the Chilterns, I would join the family firm where my current salary would at least double.
Wow, wtf do I do now, I hastily said I would have to think it over for a few days.
Well I did very carefully as you would expect with that tempting offer, BUT thinking of it very carefully I soon realised doing that and getting caught with the golden, diamond studded handcuffs of marriage, my days of random shagging would well & truly be over with her only having to suspect a wandering eye & I would be out of a nice home & job when she told daddy!
So I rang her and said sorry I couldn't marry her and went back to my unsuspecting fiance!
 
Like these ..

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Well maybe not quite that extreme but I remember well when I had to have an operation on my leg following a Rugby injury, being in an orthopedic ward, where lots of youngish blokes were in after football, rugby & motorbike accidents, we used to have great crack twanging their suspenders when they bent over our beds. They got their own back when in the process of giving us injections in our backsides, us lying prone with our jammies down, they stick the needle in, telling us to keep still & squeeze the cotton ball, full of surgical spirits onto our balls, watching us squeal.
I managed to date 2 of the lovelies on my release, during my convalescence despite being engaged to the girl I married.
One, an attractive blond Staff nurse, the other was a nice sultry brunette, got a bit serious and one evening as she was dropping me off around the corner from where I lived, having had a pleasant day with her in her mews house, asked me if I had considered not marrying my fiance (she knew of her). I had already thought of going back to my old hedonistic lifestyle, when she said 3 words , "marry me instead!". How the hell do I get out of this I thought. Thinking quickly and knowing she was loaded, her own mews house in Pimlico, flash new sports car, expensive clothes & holidays etc. I said I couldn't afford to keep her in the lifestile she was accustomed to!
No problems she said, she had a private income which was more than twice what we earned together and when her aged granny died in the near future, it would double.
Daddies wedding present would be at least a 4 bedroon detached house of our choosing in the Chilterns, I would join the family firm where my current salary would at least double.
Wow, wtf do I do now, I hastily said I would have to think it over for a few days.
Twa t, lol.
Well I did very carefully as you would expect with that tempting offer, BUT thinking of it very carefully I soon realised doing that and getting caught with the golden, diamond studded handcuffs of marriage, my days of random shagging would well & truly be over with her only having to suspect a wandering eye & I would be out of a nice home & job when she told daddy!
So I rang her and said sorry I couldn't marry her and went back to my unsuspecting fiance!
 
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