Now I have nothing against hedgehogs but I have enough to worry about with Wandering Leg Syndrome. I cannot start worrying about prickle pelts.
It's all very well you sitting on your ivory clouds, strumming your harps and bad mouthing people you have never even met. You don't know what I have to put up with. No wonder the prickles are out. Here is Duncan Smith boasting he could live on £53 a week. In the late fifties with two children my weekly income was £4.50, the fee for a Saturday shift on the News of the World at a time when the average wage was three times that. I still carry the marks.