Now – were I a smug bastard – I could point out that I told you so.

And if I lived somewhere else that sound would be me laughing, unfortunately I don’t and so that’s the sound of me banging my head against the desk wondering how bad it’s going to get.

You, lucky people living outside of his concrete ring, can of course laugh your arse off. After reading this: http://www.guardian.co.uk/politics/2008/jul/10/boris.london

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