We slipped the surly bonds of earth, as the poet Magee puts it, and danced the skies on laughter silvered wings.

And that poem finishes

"while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God".

Even the god of love has his limits...


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I reckon Johnson is backing Truss.
When he was ranting, Truss was next to him.
When he was being disembowelled by Starmer, Dorries was next to him.
And soon after he'd waddled off out of his own confidence motion.
 
Verbal shite spouted by Johnson. Giving his ego another win whilst everyone else says WTF?
 

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