Ed Miliband Plays Cricket With A Tennis Ball And Gets Off With Girls
Looking at him strike the tennis ball, this tongue lolling a little in an agape, moist-lipped maw as the soft one was floated in, his bails already on the ground and the look of sheer relief as his slapped it yards towards the watching camera, Anorak wondered if this marked the beginning of Miliband’s campaign to revisit all his old failures from his youth.
He won’t be kissing babies – he’ll be getting off with girls on the back of the battle bus. He’s not tripping over his brouges as he passes the sick note to Miss – he’s stood on the terraces at Arsenal with the local toughs.
Get a load of Eddie snapping the .3mm HB leads of his Parker propelling pencil on the clasp of that combination-lock briefcase (the one he got as a Bar Mitzvah present) like he doesn’t give a shit…