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I went into the branch of Boots opposite Parliament last week, the first time for a while. “You will not believe,” said the eastern European woman behind the counter, “but I was thinking just today that I have not seen you for long time. I wondered if you were one of…” And with an economical but effective hand gesture she managed to convey the concept for which she may or may not have had the vocabulary, “one of the slew of MPs who recently got shitcanned”.