London’s Full Enrichment

Is a Cunt..

BBC News.

Here we have some profligate,thick as shît Dark Key dropping babies literally like dog shitė in East London,usually in a shopping bag for passerbys to find.

A case of carelessness perhaps?

A quite forgetful lady,easily distracted?

It’s a riddle all right..

So much so the Rainbow Plod are on the job,spending a fortune going house to house to offer the hordes of Enrichers DNA tests to try to trace the parents of the sprogs.

It all seems a tad unsavoury to me,but please remember “Multiculturalism is Our Strength”..

Dear me.

Nominated by : Unkle Terry

Britain 2025 the newest member of the low trust society.

Perusing the Internet this weekend, and I saw two items about greggs.
One was a video of an employee putting a bike lock on the drinks fridge, not sure where it was but I could have a pretty good guess..

Second was greggs announcing price rises to combat the losses it taking from shoplifting vermin in its stores.

I Don’t blame them as plod and the government have giving up on policing anti social behaviour, preferring low risks targets like pensioners on Facebook.

The saying import the third world become the third world is spot on nowadays.

And hilariously today a news headline that labour could deport migrants that commit any crimes..

Seeing as we can’t get rapists and murderers out because their sons don’t like foreign chicken nuggets, that is risible to think someone stealing a steak bake will be ejected from Britain.

So enjoy the price rises and longer waits.
Diversity is our strength.

The Sun.

Nominated by : Barry zuckercunt

Moaning old cunts.

Are, well, Cunts!

Growing up, if a ball strayed into the wrong garden the house owner would threaten to stab it next time it fell in although no balls were ever stabbed, but old Jimmy over the fence got more and more beetroot coloured every time.

Now we have codgers moanning about the mere sound of people exercising/having a laugh instead of being out stabbing each other.

Now I have never and will never played Padel, or tennis in my life, Badminton is a real mans sport.

But old farts comparing a ball and bat to the somme, I just wish they lived near me so they could compare my summer bbq smoke and jungle music with a tribal feast which lasts 48 plus hours, and tell them they are next on the grill if they have anything to say about it.

Telegraph.

Nominated by : Cunt of the Isles

Some of you may remember a nomination of mine, published on February 14th this year. No, don’t worry, I’ve attached a link to it, because I’m lovely like that!

Raiders of the Private Pension Pots.

Anyway, I came across this.

London Loves Business.

For those of you who can’t be arsed a brief summary.

“The UK Treasury is reportedly preparing to formalise an agreement that would see Pension Funds commit a significant slice of their assets – up to 10% – into private markets, with 50% required to be channelled in UK investments.”

This comes with the warning that, if firms don’t comply, the Government may legislate to force the move.

Today, businesses. Tomorrow private savings accounts.

It’s well worth reading the entire article, btw.

Nominated by : Jeezum Priest