The Mayoral and GLA election campaign is well and truly under way.
I'm now nursing extensive bruising as a result of being attacked by rabid morons wielding sticks and rubber hoses and shouting "Boris for Mayor". God, why did I have to represent the unemployed under-class ward of Chatham? Why couldn't I have represented trendy Clissold instead, where people would wave their bicycle pumps and pot plants at me and shout "More degradable recycling bags, NOW!"
I can't possibly tell the truth about yesterday, so I think I'll tell people that I slipped and fell down a set of concrete steps on the way to stick a Ken for Mayor newspaper through a basement flat door. That will make me look less of a prick.
Bloody hell, politics is a risky business!
Monday, March 17, 2008
A Painful Start To Campaigning
Posted by Luke Akehurst at 1:45 pm
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Must get the scraper removed, or else I shall get into a scrape. I don’t often make jokes.
Have you seen some of the houses in Homerton? Hardly underclass by Cassland Gardens
Did you post on the wrong blog by mistake, Friend of Gowing? I have absolutely no idea what your comment means.
I always knew you were badly educated, Akehurst. You should read more.
I asked some better educated friends and they tell me that you are characters in Diary of A Nobody by George Grossmith, originally serialised in Punch magazine in 1888-9. I wasn't born then, so have an excuse for not knowing who you are.
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