David Cameron - My Fake Diary
Monday, 30 January 2012
We really ought to pretend to do something about immigration, at least acknowledge it is a smidge too high.
I mean, even I've noticed our car cleaner is from Poland, our maids from Romania and Bulgaria, my gardener is from Iraq, my manicurist is from France, my accountant is from India, my overseas investment officer is from Israel, my stock market manager is from Greece, and the annoying tramp who begs outside the electrified gates, is a pensioner from Nottingham.
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