#uk lolitics

[tinygit]

erm how did these people all end up in one room

[lolitics-archive]

to me TRIP vs political currency debate can be resolved only in one way. the podcast who can bring in gordon brown for an interview will be THEE political podcast of eternity

[berqhelsen]

found this in Alan Duncan's memoir, crying

"Theresa May and Philip May in her Room at the House of Commons awaiting the result of the second ballot, 7 July 2016"

[sparklebunny57]

Have you met John Major irl?

like as in, have you ever interacted with him or smth?

idk just curious is all!

Hey! Thank you so much for your ask! And yes I have met him ☺️ I've got photographic evidence on my sideboard lol! It was some time ago though, at an event. I remember he said something about how important it is to get more women into politics. He was of course super sweet. And in 2016 because my then-boss was helping run the Remain campaign I also helped organise a CGE (Conservative Group for Europe) event at which he was the guest speaker, so I've liaised with his office quite a bit. My ex boss also worked for him at No 10 in the Policy Unit in the mid 90s so they knew each other well and I'd sometimes have to fix up drinks between them. I'd be a total fan-girl each time though but hid it from my boss 😂

I hope that answers your ask! Thank you again 🥰

Also tagging in @majorism in case they're interested!

[milipeach]

i made this stupid meme. i feel like this is true though.

[thedinosaurprince]

Oh my god

[rixareth]

'Please,' Rees-Mogg says. 'Have a sandwich.'

You hesitate. 'I'm not hungry.'

'Please have a sandwich,' Rees-Mogg says. It isn't mere politeness; there's something desperate in his voice. 'I cannot eat all these sandwiches by myself.'

The room is full of people. 'I'm sure there's someone else who can—'

'Have a sandwich,' Rees-Mogg says. He slips off his chair, gets onto his knees in front of you. You take a step back in alarm. 'I've asked. There's nobody else.'

'All right,' you say, unsettled. 'Thank you.' You reach for a sandwich.

He stops you with a hand on your arm.

'I'm delighted you'd like a sandwich,' he says. His eyes bore into yours. 'You are entitled to a sandwich if you can prove that your family has been resident in the UK for the last ten generations.'

You jerk your arm out of his grasp. 'I can't do that.'

Rees-Mogg starts to cry. He slumps back into the chair and begins to eat the sandwiches. There are so many sandwiches, and he eats all of them, crying.

'Nobody can help me,' he whispers through a mouthful of ham.

[socraplease]

Might fuck about and bring political paints back