Wandering around West Yorkshire braying that he
was entitled to be their MP because he was something on the Telegraph
and they must surely have heard of him: didn't work in Northamptonshire,
wouldn't work there. But it would be very, very, very funny to watch.
Bring it on. A contest over who caused it, the
last Government as embodied by Ed Balls, or the City and its global mates as
embodied by Thomas Pascoe. Fought out in a wafer-thin Red-Blue marginal of
proud provinciality. Bring it on, indeed.
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