Where’s David?
Following the referendum vote last summer, David Cameron beat a hasty retreat from his job as Prime Minister, closely followed by his resignation as a Conservative member of Parliament. He was so keen to get out of politics, it’s a wonder that his shoes didn’t catch fire at the speed of his departure. It says something of a man whose life was supposedly so dedicated to politics that he became the holder of the highest job in the land, only to clear off the moment he didn’t win something. Like a spoiled boy taking his football home, because his team didn’t score a goal.
We haven’t heard that much about him since, have we? He gave up a huge salary, (but presumably kept a good pension) and couldn’t even be bothered to continue to represent the Oxfordshire voters who supported him over the years. He cast aside his responsibilities like a badly-stained raincoat, without so much as a look over his shoulder.
But fear not. ‘Call me Dave’ isn’t begging for loose change outside a railway station. Far from it.
He has signed up with a lucrative agency that supplies speakers for events and dinners. The potential earnings are huge, especially for someone who can bleat on about how and why he gave up the top job in UK politics. He has claimed that he can offer ‘lessons in leadership’ as well. (Stop laughing…)
And just in case that’s not enough to keep him in designer socks, he has also struck a book deal, for his official ‘warts and all’ autobiography. Publishers Harper Collins are reported to have offered a deal that could be worth up to £800,000 at the very least. That alone is equivalent to forty years salary for someone earning the average of around £20,000 a year.
Now they just have to find someone to write the book.
And what of his wife, the lovely Samantha? Will she be sitting dutifully at home, waiting to heat up his macaroni cheese when he gets in after a long lunchtime speaking engagement? Apparently not. For she has put her name to a new up-market fashion brand, with prices starting at £100, and going up to a lot more than that. She told Vogue magazine that her forty-piece collection would be aimed at High Street shoppers. Shows how long it has been since she shopped in a High Street in Britain.
So we need not worry. Dave and Sam are sorted. Their old friends have rallied round, found them some nice little jobs, and they are set for life. Makes me feel all warm inside.
Ugh.
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Exactly! x
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I’d feel warm inside if our spoiled brat, the pestilence, went the way of David.
However, I would note, there seem to be no consequences for politicians who mess up as badly as ours (both nations) have been doing of late. Perhaps we need to re-educate the voters.
Warmest regards.
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Not many jobs where you are better off when you fail, eh Theo?
Best wishes, Pete.
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I have a feeling (based on proper news reports-not alternative facts, That Donald is just a figurehead, Steve Bannon is the puppet master and that is more scary than the Donald.
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Looks like Little Davey does what most American pols do…sign up for speaking tours which really amounts to an “appearance fee”….chuq
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That’s about the size of it, Chuq. Those fees are enormous too. Estimated to be up to £250,000 a week!
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Hillary could ask a million for some overseas speeches plus a donation to the Foundation…good gig if you can get it…LOL chuq
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Twat! (Not you, him.) Even his Mum is not happy about him
http://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/home-news/david-cameron-mary-cameron-mother-award-campaign-against-cuts-childrens-centre-oxfordshire-a7568196.html
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But he has become president of the Alzheimer’s Society. Perhaps he’s putting that in the ‘bank’, to make sure the old girl gets well looked after!
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She’s minted anyway from her hubby’s dodgy tax dealings. Urk to the lot of them. Poly= many Ticks= blood sucking insects, they all make me cross!
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Good!
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