Simon Race

@FursieRS6 @iAyushiRajput @historyinmemes Someone whose mum probably didn’t show them the love they deserved… 🤣🤣

@iAyushiRajput @historyinmemes Bet you’re fun at parties….

The young actress who played Robin Williams’ daughter in Mrs. Doubtfire was expelled for missing too much school during filming, and Robin Williams wrote a respectful letter asking the principal to reconsider—while she wasn’t allowed back, the school was so impressed they kept and framed his letter. Here's the letter he wrote: Dear Mr. (blanked out) I have spent three months working on 'Mrs Doubtfire' with Lisa Jakub. I have found Lisa to be bright, inquisitive, and an eager to learn young lady. She is charming, and a delight. A student of her caliber and talent should be encouraged to go out in the world and learn through her work. She should also be encouraged to return to the classroom when she's done to share those experiences and motivate her classmates to soar to their own higher achievements. Lisa also should not be denied the social learning experiences that come with High School and being a teenager. I respectfully request that you reconsider your policy and allow Lisa the opportunity to work and attend school. She is an asset to any classroom. Best Regards, Robin Williams

@FursieRS6 @cjsnowdon I doubt either of us are surprised…

@cjsnowdon Wow @SimonRace

Former boss at Lucy Letby’s hospital arrested on suspicion of perverting course of justice theguardian.com/uk-news/2026/a…

This is Sean Egan. He joined Morrisons at the age of 17. After 29 years of dedication at supermarket chain, he was dismissed for confronting a shoplifter, which led to a scuffle with thief who spat at him. A shameful decision by @Morrisons. He should be thanked, not sacked.

Around this time 6 years ago, people were leaving their homes to shame you for leaving your homes.

@FursieRS6 @SamaHoole @PrincessofDevon I don't remember that... Lovely story. Social media needs more of this. (As do I !!)

@SamaHoole @PrincessofDevon Brilliant @SimonRace

In January 1998, for approximately one week, the British public stopped whatever it was doing and gave its full attention to the fate of two pigs. This actually happened. Newspapers cleared their front pages. Television news led with daily updates. Office workers asked colleagues whether there'd been any sightings. Pubs debated strategy. Children wrote letters. And somewhere in a damp thicket in Wiltshire, two young Tamworth pigs, blissfully unaware that they had just become the most followed fugitives in the English-speaking world, were curled up in a mud wallow they had built to their own specifications, having the time of their lives. They stole the nation's heart in a week. This is how it happened. On the morning of 8 January 1998, a man named Arnoldo Dijulio loaded two five-month-old Tamworth pigs into a lorry bound for V & G Newman's abattoir in Malmesbury, Wiltshire. They were a sister and a brother. Ginger-coloured, leggy, bright-eyed, of the oldest native pig breed in Britain. Worth approximately £40 each. Nobody had told them any of this. The lorry arrived. The ramp went down. The pigs came out. And then, in a moment that would shortly consume the attention of three continents, the pair of them took one look at where they were, assessed the fence, and left. They squeezed under it. They crossed a field. They came to the River Avon, a river most pigs, if asked, would probably decline on principle. They swam it. On the far bank they shook themselves off, had a brief consultation, and disappeared into a dense thicket near Tetbury Hill, where they proceeded to do what every Tamworth has done since the Domesday Book. Root. Forage. Sleep under brambles. Ignore humans entirely. Within 48 hours, the story had escaped the thicket more comprehensively than the pigs had. ITN sent a crew. NBC sent a crew. Japanese television dispatched a helicopter. The Daily Mail installed a reporter in Malmesbury essentially full-time. Every national paper carried daily updates on the Tamworth Two, named after Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, which is what happens when a nation is trying to work out how to describe two pigs who had outwitted an entire abattoir staff. A woman thought she saw them in her rhubarb. A man was certain they'd crossed his lawn at dawn. A postman swore he'd made eye contact with one of them near a bus stop. In the thicket, Butch and Sundance were doing none of these things. They were asleep in the mud wallow, occasionally emerging to eat something, before returning to the wallow. On day four, the owner was interviewed on national television and stated, somewhat tactlessly, that if recaptured the pigs would still be going to slaughter. The nation, briefly, lost its composure. The Daily Mail, sensing a story of the sort that does not come around twice in a career, stepped in and bought both pigs from their owner in exchange for exclusive rights. The bidding, it was reported, had reached £15,000 by the time he cracked. The pigs were now, legally and commercially, Daily Mail property. This was probably the only time in recorded history that being purchased by the Daily Mail constituted a happy ending. Butch was captured on 15 January, foraging in the garden of a local couple who had popped out to the shed and found a pig in their flowerbed. Sundance, sister now gone, made a break for the thicket again. He held out one more day. He was flushed from cover by two springer spaniels and darted by the RSPCA. The first dart bounced off. This was worth remarking on at the time. Veterinary examination later revealed that Sundance was in fact half wild boar, which explained both the thick skin and the week-long refusal to co-operate with any human institution. He was eventually subdued. He was not pleased about it. The pair were transferred to the Rare Breeds Centre near Ashford in Kent, with the Daily Mail covering their upkeep. A generous enclosure. A large wallow. A woodland run that Sundance, in particular, approved of. And there they lived. Butch was the boss. Her keeper described her as a grump who could move fast when she felt like it and had strong opinions about who was allowed near her breakfast. Sundance, free at last of any agenda, became extraordinarily mellow. He spent his days wallowing. He lay in the sun. He greeted visitors with a sort of detached amiability that suggested he had thought about life and found it, on balance, acceptable. They lived together for twelve more years. Butch died in October 2010, aged 13. Sundance was quieter after she went. He had been in her company since the day he was born. He carried on for seven more months, pottering along, and was put down in May 2011 after his arthritis worsened beyond comfort. They were buried in a quiet corner of the Rare Breeds Centre. Two young pigs, on a cold January morning in Wiltshire, decided they were not going to do the thing everybody had planned for them to do. They squeezed under a fence. They swam a river. They held out long enough that the entire country stopped what it was doing and paid attention. And when it was all over, they went on to live twelve more years in a Kentish paddock, visited by the occasional tourist, neither of them with any idea that they had briefly been the most famous fugitives on the planet. They would not have cared if you'd told them. They cared about the wallow. They cared about each other. That was enough.

“I am absolutely determined to restore honesty and integrity to government.” ~ Keir Starmer August 2024. Even this was a lie.

@FursieRS6 @JeremyVineOn5 @narindertweets @mikeparry8 @theJeremyVine She was more than happy to do similar to Boris… Hypocrite…

@JeremyVineOn5 @narindertweets @mikeparry8 @theJeremyVine She’s a gobby good for nothing

"I'm sick of the Starmer bashing." @narindertweets says the right-wing media won't be happy until the PM is forced out of office, and there are more important things going on than the Mandelson scandal. @mikeparry8 | @theJeremyVine | #JeremyVine

When I interviewed David Cameron after he became Prime Minister he said the thing that shocked him most was “the scale of the domestic Islamist terrorist threat”. An RAF cadet has been suspended for seeming to make the same point. @RAFCRANWELL

@FursieRS6 Remember when Trump said “they’re eating pets” in an election debate and Kamala and others derided him..?

@FursieRS6 🤬

Northern Irish MP Sorcha Eastwood just WENT ABSOLUTELY NUCLEAR on KEIR STALIN… Visibly FURIOUS…she annihilated the WEAK Prime Minister over his savage cost-of-living CRISIS destroying families. This is the RAGE Britain has been waiting for… LABOUR IS IMPLODING

Starmer Sacked the Man Who Followed the Rules. Keir Starmer did not sack Sir Olly Robbins because he did something wrong. He sacked him because he did something inconvenient. That distinction matters more than anything else that has happened this week, and this has been a week of considerable consequence. Ciaran Martin, former head of the National Cyber Security Centre and a man with direct professional knowledge of how the vetting system operates, went on the record yesterday to say that Robbins had not only no duty to inform Downing Street of Mandelson's vetting failure, he had a positive duty not to. The system is designed that way deliberately. Security vetting exists at arm's length from political authority precisely to prevent ministers from interfering in assessments that should be made on security grounds alone. Robbins followed the rules. Starmer dismissed him anyway. What Starmer has done is construct a causal chain that does not exist. The argument being assembled in Downing Street runs as follows: Robbins overruled the security services, Robbins did not tell us, and therefore we bear no responsibility for what followed. Every part of that argument is false. The decision to appoint Mandelson was Starmer's. He made it before vetting was complete. He made it in full knowledge of the Epstein connection. He made it because his chief of staff, Morgan McSweeney, a protégé of Mandelson, pushed for it despite institutional warnings. The vetting failure did not cause the appointment. The appointment came first. Starmer signed it off and the vetting process, working exactly as designed, subsequently said no. The sacrifice of Robbins also destroys what remains of Starmer's own defence. He has spent months insisting that process failed him, that he was deceived, that the system let him down. A former head of the National Cyber Security Centre has now said publicly that there was no process failure. The system worked. Which means the problem was never process. The problem was judgment. Starmer's judgment, exercised before the process had even concluded. Consider what the dismissal means for Whitehall. Every senior civil servant in every department now understands the lesson. Following established procedure will not protect you if the political consequences prove embarrassing. Correct conduct is no defence against a Prime Minister who needs a fall guy. The chilling effect on institutional independence will outlast this government and this scandal. Starmer has not just sacrificed one official. He has sent a message to the entire senior civil service about what loyalty to process is actually worth. Meanwhile the documents withheld from Parliament grow more suspicious by the day. The government will not say how many it is concealing. It will not describe their general type. It will not explain why their release would prejudice any future prosecution beyond asserting that it would. Sir Michael Ellis, a former Attorney General and criminal barrister of seventeen years standing, has said publicly that the prosecution argument is nonsense, that the test for contempt requires a substantial risk of serious prejudice that the existing wall of media coverage has already made effectively impossible to meet. A government with nothing to hide does not hide things it cannot explain. A Prime Minister with clean hands does not sack the civil servant whose hands were cleanest. Robbins told friends he would not be the fall guy. He was made one regardless. Starmer called the vetting failure a failing of the state. The man who followed the state's rules lost his job the same day. The public can see what that is. They have a word for it. So does the Ministerial Code. Keir Starmer and Olly Robbins

@FursieRS6 Starmer must have watched every episode…

UK gov and France can’t even protect the English Channel from rubber dinghies and Russian tankers… And now they want to get involved when Hormuz is already back open? Spare me the theatrics

If we simply rename the English Channel “Keir Starmer’s desk” then nothing will fucking cross it

@FursieRS6 Yup. Spin, spin, spin… Just like Southport. Few police forces are fit for purpose anymore. Just look at Dorset over Lorne Castle

@SimonRace My oh my. Did you see the police statement further down the thread.

@FursieRS6 Be interesting to see what transpires…

@FursieRS6 Shocking. The “be kind” brigade go out of their way to destroy anyone criticising them by any means… That’s what happens when people grow up getting their own way, needing safe spaces and being unable to debate. They close ranks and condemn anyone brave enough to call them out

Bloody hell. Rotten to the core @SimonRace

IMPORTANT: PMQs Wed 4 Feb Starmer asked 'did the security vetting he received mention Mandelson's relationship with Epstein' Starmer answers: 'yes it did' So Starmer had seen the DV vetting So how can he have been unaware that Mandelson had failed that DV? #receipts

‼️ WTF? Whilst you were distracted … Labour has just voted through powers to FORCE pension funds to invest your money in UK government ‘priorities’. Meaning Labour effectively takes control of up to 10% of your private pension to invest in bollocks. I call that theft. How dare the government take MY money for their projects. WTF?