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All Trussed up
Everything was on track for Liz, until Mordaunt derailed the campaign
Old tunes remastered
Penny, Liz and Boris — still rocking the political moshpit
Lend them your years
Sunak has come not to bury Boris, but to praise him
The call to serve
Rob Hutton – sketchy leadership for sketchy times
Borisdammerung
Boris sings one last sad song before he mounts his pyre
Charge of the Lightweight Brigade
Into the valley of death rode the 358
Papa can you hear me?
Offering prayers for the government — God knows they need them
Where the flak?
Behold Boris — veteran of foreign wars
Boris-go! Boris-go! Boris-go!
Se vuol ballare, signor contino, il chitarrino le suonerò
Fifty shades of muck
The lost art of governing your tongue