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Know little off Mr Polo or Limerick other than silly 5-line poems much favoured by the Noble Baron. Thanks to Brexit I have two Passports, neither of them worth a wank so I am dumping them in the Sea of Moyle. I will then be stateless and can appear at almost any border and claim all sorts of goodies, 5 Star accommodation, 3 square meals a day (and none of your Auntie Bessies Yorkshire Puds) or I'll have the European Court of Something or other on you like a ton (or Tonne) of bricks.
I will have my £23 per week pocket money and my wife can have a twin buggy on demand. So much for His Britannic Majesty's Principal Secretary of State Requesting or Requiring Something or Other , after Spring in the Tyrol I'll be heading to an ex RAF Station near the coast for the Summer.
Beats 4 on, 8 off.
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