Ben Wildsmith

Empty Leaders of Imaginary Voters

There are a great many things at which I am absolutely useless. If I manage to perform a task like, say, changing a lightbulb, Mrs W smiles indulgently at me as one might at a toddler who has tied his shoelaces for the first time.

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Lib-Dem to PM

Last month’s figures show that, thanks to Platty Jubes, sales in the food sector were up a whopping three per cent. Granted, this was almost entirely accounted for by alcohol, but I think we can confidently chalk this up as a Brexit benefit.

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The Knives Are Out

There’s nothing like naked ambition to reveal the inner child in a person. Dangle anyone’s deepest desire in front of them and you’ll see the raw fundamentals that drive their personality: the stuff that therapists are there for.

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Ready4Rishi

Episode 8 10 July 2022 Are you Ready4Rishi? Well, he suspected you might be as far back as December, which is when he registered the

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Antisocial Media

If you ever look at the state of the UK and wonder how we’ve got here, have a read through your local Facebook page and reflect on the terrifying reality that all those people have a vote.

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Gaslit

If there’s one thing that grinds Priti Patel’s gears more than the exploitation of innocent refugees by trafficking gangs, it’s people who disrespect the vibrant, democratic values of Rwanda.

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The Red Scare

On a fateful morning in 1926, while the crowds in Merthyr chanted ‘Caws a brioches’, their leader, Wat Tyler, appeared live on Good Morning Britain from his 400,000 groat manor in Tolpuddle.

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Princess Mick

When Prince Harry married RMT leader Mick Lynch back in 2016, there had been some concern that the union would meet resistance from less progressive members of the public and, indeed from older members of the royal household.

Flags, Bones and Old Smokey

Driving up the valley to Lidl in Tylorstown on the night before the Coronation, the rain intensifies, drumming on the windscreen like a warning. It’s further to go than the one in Porth but my family lived up there once and supermarket shopping is less tedious if you’re being haunted.