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Thursday morning blues

Anything more and they’d expect too much

Putting our arms around the National Elf Service

First have Christmas, then pay for it

Data limits

It appears Kier’s tiers’ fears draw near

That’s a T32 frigate and I am pleased to see you

Five letters send a chill down the spine of your friends: BORIS

The man who wasn’t there wasn’t there

Boris virtually

There’s a Matt for That

Nurturing the flame of the candle of hope

Testing times in the race of life

The brightest and the best and the Matt and the Dido

Is Boris pulling his leadership contest grift again?

Classics are classic for a reason

Knights to remember

This must not be read within 2 metres of another sketch, unless you are in a bubble with John Crace

Whole lotta Lockdown

With friends like Tory backbenchers, who needs Cabinet colleagues?