It's taken ten years and seven months but hopefully, after this coming weekend when the Sunday papers have raked over the final embers and been rude to The Mad Egyptian one last time, I shall be able to open a respectable newspaper once more and not be subject to endless, tedious and unwarranted speculation about the death of a woman and her boyfriend in 1997.
Hallelujah!
I now want to read the story of how the State recoups its costs for this pointless exercise from the idiot that made the waste of millions of pounds inevitable. I expect that I shall have to wait for a long time.
Hallelujah!
I now want to read the story of how the State recoups its costs for this pointless exercise from the idiot that made the waste of millions of pounds inevitable. I expect that I shall have to wait for a long time.