Bet Sir Dave saw right through her. I didn’t agree with him about … eerrrrrrrr … much? anything? politically, but credit to him, he was a proper grafter, and he was a proper local MP, not interested in climbing the greasy party pole or gladhanding the right people to get a cabinet post. He was always present locally, he even got the commuter train to work in London with everyone else (including in my carriage a few times!) like a normal person.
In effect his hard work and consistent effort at the coalface was what got him murdered - the fact that he always did in-person stuff for his consituents, he was always available to chat face to face with his people and find out what the problems were that they needed him to help fix. That’s why that evil arsehole was able to hop on a train, easily book in to see him, and murder him.
Jack’s beloved own MP Duddridge has never done anything for local people, is never seen in the supermarket just doing his family’s weekly shop like Amess was, doesn’t go to local things, never mind lowers himself to actually seeing local people in person at surgeries. Sir Dave was not my cup of tea ideologically but that doesn’t matter because he did a lot to help his constituents, and Southend was made poorer by his murder. In spirit if not in funding, bless him he got his long held and very loudly expressed wish for city status in the end (which apparently gives more government cash to the place?).
I probably disagreed with him more than Jack did, but I can still find it in me to say good things about him, because they’re true. Pity she didn’t have the grace in her to do the same. Is there anything she hasn’t been a gigantic cunt about?
Holy crap.
A bit more. Not like that. Do the face you did when I said we wouldn't be going on holiday after all when I was taking delivery of that big sideboard. Yes! That's it. Perfect"
