William Hague - My Fake Diary

Monday, 27 August 2012

I was laid in bed this morning, as Julian served me my kippers, and Lucien toyed with my prospects, and I thought... lives not too bad you know.

Shame the clan have returned from their holidays though, I was enjoying being back at the helm of the nation so to speak.

Still I don't need the money... I'm going to take it of course, but it's so nice not to need it to exist, live, or survive.

I bet this annoys those made redundant!

Am I bovvered?