'As the cortege makes its way through Bermondsey market...' What? Bermondsey?
Yes, friends, Our Jade's funeral has done a sort of lap of honour through the streets of Sarf London, which were lined with sobbing keeners. I remember watching Churchill's funeral forty odd years ago and I swear they made less fuss.
I just want to ask this: what sort of a nation have we become?
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