When Arthur Toynbee took time out from writing the definitive history of world civilisation to fertilize the egg that would yield pretty little Polly, little did he suspect that said Polly would show her crack to the very same global village. Polly who writes, if that what you want to call it, for the British nudes paper the Unguardian, bent down this week and crack a smile for the photos.
You may ask why a distinguished lady like Ms Toynbee would engage in such behaviour and right you might be. Unless you knew her total disgust at the degradation of womankind by the Miss Great Britain Beauty Contest. Polly showed her wares to spoof the UK trash that parade their bodes for God, Queen and cuntry.
In a related story Polly Toynbee has had more dates in recent weeks than every slut on London's west end.