I think Team Bojo is carrying the Churchillian motif a shade too far. We now have a Civil Service mannequin exhumed from a 1940’s Public Service Broadcast on the idiot box, intoning a warning for the great unwashed to keep their distance and obey all the rules. He is apparently the ‘Government Chief Medical Officer’, which has more than a whiff of Porton Down about it and he has the prerequisite chinless misery in front of the camera.
He reminds me of John Betjeman’s Nanny telling us to say our prayers before we go to bed and it all seems strangely out of step with modern times. Even Mitzi noticed it and said he was the sort of punter she normally charges double because of their unusual requests.
I don’t know who thought putting Dr Crippen on show was a good idea, but with the mop-topped Prefect confined to the infirmary with the blight I do wonder who is in charge… Whoever is pulling the strings lacks a certain sparkle and is getting caught with their trouser’s down over the prophylactics for nurses fiasco. The government apparently says they’ve got the anti-plague kits coming out of their ears, the medico’s and staff on the front-line are asking where are they then? No doubt on Rishi Sunak’s e-bay account at 4 times the price to help balance the books for all the free gold HMG are promising to the poor, oppressed, confined masses.
I would believe Matron over the Headmaster any day, so if the medico’s say they are not getting the gas masks and camphor oil then HMG look pretty shabby saying otherwise!
But that is just about par for the course with this shower of elected buffoons. Boris doesn’t have much bottom at the best of times and although he fancies himself as the new Churchill, at the first sign of trouble he seems to be somewhere else… Maybe I am being too harsh, but the Leaderene of Blessed memory or the old British Bulldog himself wouldn’t let a little thing like the bat flu slow them down for a minute.
I know Bojo is supposed to be practicing what he preaches and staying out of harm’s way, but he is not renowned for sticking by the rules and what’s wrong with using the idiot-box more? It’s probably no coincidence that just when he was getting a roasting from the daily hacks and other assorted n’re do wells at evening Prayers he gets a note from Matron saying he can’t come out and take his medicine.
I should know, I was always coming down with temporary conditions at school when a French vocab test was in the offing… I became an expert at dodging the more demanding moments of school life and I see the same streak in our uninspiring head-boy. It takes one to know one!
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