Sketch

It appears Kier’s tiers’ fears draw near

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

Nurturing the flame of the candle of hope

The brightest and the best and the Matt and the Dido

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

With friends like Tory backbenchers, who needs Cabinet colleagues?

Straighten tie, look to camera, the guys are here? Don’t smile, furrow brow, go