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I'm pretty sure the metropolitan liberal elite love French farm produce. I have no problem with it (it's delicious) but it does feel like part of the same problem, the old-fashionedness, a permanent feeling of being stuck in the 1970s. If they can fix everything else I'd certainly have no problem with Aru getting a ham.
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I found out from Theresa May I was a member of the metropolitan liberal elite. It was very nice if her to let me know.
I'd fucking love winning a big French ham, or cheese, or a bottle of Armagnac, or even Sean Kelly's fucking cow. That sort of shit makes racing on the continent what it is. I mean I have an authentic Norfolk Cornish pasty baked in a windwill waiting for me in the fridge after a good spin tomorrow. Take that Tories you cunts
Yeah I didn't actually think it was amazing. I was actually in the middle of a conversation with a colleague about how badly cycling needs to modernise, stop being sexist (podium girls), homophobic (no gays in the men's peloton ever, honest) and racist (no need to list multiple incidents) and basically grow up, and how at least Philippa York commentating is something, when that came on. So I was pointing at the TV going 'This. This is exactly what I mean.". Ho hum.