Yes, it’s that time of the week when we tell you a little bit about the emotional weather! There have been more faces like thunder and even torrential outbursts than Nigel’s weather report.
The Cognac Queen is clearly in high spirits; especially as he and the lads are seriously engaging with a heavy bout of ‘Juncker’s sciatica!’ Hope we can all join in one day.
Der Hoffster is raining down fire and brimstone, but then again, it wouldn’t be the first time a pathetic little Belgian dictator from the awe-inspiring world-renowned empire of Petit Flanders started getting down on all fours and chewing the carpet…. Oh wait it would be, wouldn’t it! So… don’t do STDs, kids! You might end up with late stage syphilis rotting away 99% of what little remained of your brain; and we wouldn’t want that now, would we!
Theresa May be ‘happy when it rains,’ but that’s because she’s deluded; maybe the Jesus and Mary Chain could teach her a thing or to about wacko psychedelics? She’d definitely need some, to decode the utterly demented junk she’s currently spewing out. Meanwhile, however, her fairweather friends are all deserting her. Stormy torrents ahead?
And of course, the Cayman Yacht Wankers…
Finally, Dodgy Dave and his Cayman boys are as happy as pigs in muck!