is a cunt.

Reynolds is the son of Great Train Robbery ringleader, Bruce Reynolds. And, on the sixtieth anniversary of the crime, Reynolds the younger has been bigging up his old man and painting him as some sort of suave ring-a-ding cocktail hour James Bond type. Amongst other things, he compared his father to James Bond. Reynolds said his dad drove an Aston Martin and went scuba diving, leading him to think he was a spy. He also said his dad “dressed extremely smartly” in designer clothes and “he kind of modelled himself on the character Cary Grant played in To Catch a Thief”.
Then he said his parents looked like a young couple, very much in love, living the good life. He added that at times his parents would fly from Mexico to Las Vegas just to eat a steak or watch Frank Sinatra perform. And he also thinks his old man’s story could one day be adapted into a television drama.

“It’s a fascinating story. You’ve got the robbery itself, the capture and the escapes,” he said.

Bollocks, of course. The so-called Great Train Robbers were scum. The family of Jack Mills will tell anyone that. Robin Hood meets James Bond, my arse. One of those cunts gave Mills a vicious beating which he never recovered from. A harmless, honest, decent working man. Permanently damaged because of bastards like that. The cunts should have worked for their money like Mills and everybody else does. So spare me the gorblimey folk hero Jack the Lad in Rio crap.

Bbc news

Nominated by Norman.

She’s played a blinder again with her tweets. She’s went on the attack again helping her side win again

Must say there was really no doubt about the result.

What a performer she is though! She tweeted that she’d been a Man Utd fan ‘since before she was born’.
Cheering them on in the womb then.

Mason Greenwood made a foul exhibition of himself on Social Media..But there was Rachel to pick the ball up and start running.

She threw the ball in by saying she got rid of Giggs’s shirt. I suppose when he was accused of sexual abuse as well. Funny though I don’t think she mentioned it at the time.

The Man United board asked the Women’s team for their opinions on Greenwood. Rachel liked that. She cheered from the sidelines.

Her side won of course. I suppose. you’d call them the Sisterhood.

She’s happy at the result but not how the game was played. She believes there has been cheating. She tweeted that there has been ‘gaslighting’ and ‘green lighting’.(whatever that is)

She knew all the in’s and out’s of the Greenwood situation.
What a social media player she is.

The Sun

Nominated by Miles plastic, seconded by Norman.

I have been a Manchester United supporter since my early childhood and have been a match goer since the 70s. However, I have not supported them since ‘before I was born’. Only an up themselves celebrity slag like Rachel Riley would say something like that. Has to have ‘supported’ them longer and better than anyone else. What a load of narcissistic bollocks.

Also, if she has been a red since ‘before she was born (pass the sick bucket), she will know about McGuinness, O’ Farrell, Docherty and Sexton then? Of course she bloody doesn’t. She’s a nu-footie post-Premiership gloryhunting tart. And she didn’t complain when she was getting freebies off Giggs and Rio, did she?

News from Welsh Wales folks, where to ease the cost of living crisis on those living in tattoo poverty a chip shop is flogging children’s meals for £1. ‘We’ve been overwhelmed by demand’ says the owner Mel Lewis. What, selling meals at a quid a time is popular? Well who’d have thought it.

She’s sold 250 in just under a month and she’s open 5 days a week, so that’s about 12 a day, which is not what I’d call overwhelming. Perhaps if more of the locals could squeeze into the shop she really would have been overwhelmed.

Of course this story is meat and drink (pun intended) to the BBCunt’s The Tories are Heartless Bastards Department. Anyway, not to be outdone I’m off down to Wales tomorrow to enjoy some cheap grub before the daft bitch goes bankrupt and puts the shop on the market for £1.

Bbc news

Nominated by Geordie Twatt.

 
is a cunt, who has said that the UK cannot ignore calls for reparations over the slave trade. Full story in the link, so won’t say too much.

However, I think we’re all waiting for him to order West Africa to start the compensation process by paying huge sums to whichever set of grifters are claiming, since there wouldn’t have even been a slave trade without their connivance.

With respect your honour, go do one.

Msn.com

Nominated by mystic maven with a seconding by Geordie Twatt below.

I second the nomination of Patrick Robinson.

This cunt with dollar signs in his eyes seems to have studied mathematics at the Diane Abbott Academy. He tells the Groaniad (naturally) he wants £18.8 trillion (yes TRILLION) in total from us, £8 trillion of it to go to Jamaica.

The current population of Jamaica is 2.8 million, so I make that the best part of £3 million per person. Which would keep them permanently zoned out on ganja for the rest of eternity.

Incidentally, Judge Robinson is, er, Jamaican.
And a cunt, obviously.

 
Older cunters will no doubt recall the 60s Aussie group The Seekers, who were fronted by singer Judith Durham. Not so many may be aware that in fact, Judith Durham was born Judith Cock. You can understand why she felt compelled to adopt a different surname for performance purposes.

It must be a pain to have to go through life with an unfortunate surname. Cock is pretty bad, but imagine you’re a Ballsack, Bastard, Booby, Bellend or Bollock. How about being lumbered, as some poor sods are, with the name Fart (or Farter), or Fuck (or Fucker)? And let’s not forget all the Craps, Piddles, Wanks, Arses and Cunts; they’re out there, no kidding.

Then there are the those whose thoughtless parents made a bad choice for a Christian name to go with their surname; ‘Hi, I’m Richard Head. People call me Dick’, or ‘John Hass, people call me Jack’. I used to work with a guy called Dick Burns. Inevitably, people would refer to him (with a snigger) as ‘Dick Burns, the man not the disease’.

Sadly a rare combination of surnames can sometimes result in shame and ridicule being heaped upon you for no fault of your own. Back in the 60s, Villa’s midfield was made up of Jimmy Brown, Oscar Arce, and Barry Hole. Imagine being on the Holte End week in week out, listening to the opposition fans (esp. those from Small Heath Alliance) chanting ‘your midfield’s a BrownArceHole, do dah, do dah’. I still shudder with humiliation even after all these years.

Yes, an unfortunate surname can be a Twatt of a thing, a proper Schitt in fact. If you’re a Smith or a Jones, remember that it could be worse. Much worse.

house of names

Nominated by Ron Knee.