In a post-Brexit, pre-dystopian Britain, the traditional political system has collapsed and Oxford and Cambridge are on the verge of war. Cambridge have captured ex-Prime Minister and notorious warmonger Tony Blair and tied him to a chair in the kitchen. Door-to-door duster salesman and occasional spy Nigel Farage has just returned from his mission to gain information on Cambridge’s plan, to report back to his master Boris, King of Oxford…
Writer, Author & Maker of Mischief
Lucy Brazier 
I’m saving you for later – walls have ears and all that!
Probably a good idea, Eric! It’s not one of the very rude excerpts, but it does feature Boris & Nigel, so better to err on the side of caution!
One would never guess you were wearing a chicken costume from the waist down! Very professionally done, well read 🐓
I’m so comfortable dressed as a chicken, I barely noticed myself! Thank you, dear chap, I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙂
Well we are all descendants of the great biddy the hen so should all feel just as comfortable really
Ah, Biddy the hen. The only bloody character that made any sense at all in that book. When things get tough, I think to myself – be like Biddy. Which pretty much amounts to die, come back to life, raise an immortal hen army and take over the midden heap. This philosophy has served me well.
It’s what James would have wanted
He had a daughter called Lucy, you know. She was mad as a brush. For a while she was treated at St Andrew’s Hospital in Northampton, where Michael Jackson and Frank Bruno were also residents, for a time. Ironically, the hospital fell under my beat area when I served with Northamptonshire’s Finest before I became a Porter. So I feel Biddy is a good role model for me 🙂