02 September, 2007
He would have been safe enough in Kenya, but no, that wasn't good enough. He trotted straight round to the UK High Commission and asked for, and was of course granted, asylum in Britain.
And so the tap drips on.
Edwin Greenwood is the nom de souris of a Mancunian early baby-boomer, now living in London, who like so many of his cohort has made the transition from cuddly inclusive soft-left liberal into a grumpy old git who is quite prepared to call a spade a black bastard. (The previous sentence may cause consternation to the Righteous. If this is you, read this and/or this before exploding with indignation.)