I think a better idea would be if London devolved from the rest of the UK. Then you could all go to your trendy wine bars, drink presse in Hyde Park, eat raw fish, and do whatever the hell you wanted without bothering us good, honest, working folk in the rest of the country.
You could have a big wall built round you and have your Queen riding through in her carriage every day and see Madonna jogging through the park, and the rest of us could watch Last of the Summer Wine, sleep with our siblings, and not wash.
Just don't expect us to send you any of our coal, steel or textiles, okay?
Oh, that's right, we don't have any, any more. Okay, don't expect our call centres to put you through to the right branch of your bank.
And we in the Greater UK would obviously insist that babes like Ganesh and Ariadne are forcibly repatriated to endure a life of hell back in their homelands, forever villified as "the ones that tried to get away".
And obviously, the Parliament of Greater UK would be in Wigan. And everyone would have to eat pies. |