Before ‘F’ there’s ‘E’.
Nigel Evans (55),
survived being the boy from the corner shop (ripping us all off, they are) on a
Swansea estate; survived being one of a handful of Tories in South Wales; survived
losing by-elections in Greenwich and Ribble Valley before securing the
Lancashire seat for the Conservatives in the 1992 general election; even survived coming out as a gay
MP in 2010. But it’s too early to say ‘Gloria Gaynor’. Now released on bail, reeling
from accusations of rape and sexual assault. This morning’s pasty face accentuated
by black glasses with fashionably thick frames. Face muscles tight; you can bet he's feeling the pressure in his teeth. Reading from a prepared statement,
Welsh lilt sounding reedy and thin, Nigel E declares his innocence. Standing up
against the wall of his constituency home, fighting for his political career. Unkempt
– that’s the garden wall and the state of Evans the Shop.
Two Nigels: diddly, diddly, dee.
Two Nigels: diddly, diddly, dee.
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