Last year in these hallowed pages I told you the tale of woe of some fat-arsed lazy bleeder of a South American freeloader who came to this country “looking for work” (presumably he has never had any as he spends most of his time campaigning for two housing pressure groups – no time for “work”), got a council flat in Southwark and then got his wife and two children to join him in the studio flat, and complained he was overcrowded.
Milton – who is very quiet about his surname (presumably so we can’t check if he has a criminal record, which wouldn’t surprise me by the look of him) – took his case to court, and – surprise, surprise – won:
I don’t normally support Labour run councils, but in this case they were absolutely right – when he first turned up, posing as a single man, he gave no indication of a family back home – still less that he was planning to import them. He was the engineer of his own misfortune, but nevertheless the courts have decided he should go to the top of the housing list. It pays to be foreign in England. I wonder how long it will be before dunning the council because something in his new abode displeases him?
Nominated by: W. C. Boggs




