My God, didn’t they have a field day during last week’s glorious heatwave? The level of disdain aimed at ordinary families who have been locked up for months actually daring to take their kids to the beach was eye-watering.
While we’re all gagging to get our laughing gear around an ice-cold pint of lager in a newly opened pub, they’re perfecting their superior smirk and contemptuous tut.
While we’re all gagging to get our laughing gear around an ice-cold pint of lager in a newly opened pub, they’re perfecting their superior smirk and contemptuous tut
Which must have come as a bit of a shock if you were there and simply having a cheese sarnie.
The Stay Home Stasi have started already. Super Saturday looms gloriously large before us and the sneering class are already getting their prissy pants in a palaver.
Not only does it physically target poorer, working-class families, it encourages those lucky enough not to have money worries to demonise those very people even more.
Contrary to popular belief, coronavirus has never been the great leveller.
Depending on which particular smug twit you listened to, it was either “a complete breakdown of law and order” or “vile idiots” who were behaving so “dangerously” you’d have thought the beaches of the south coast had been turned into an orgy of sex, violence and criminality.
The fact Mr Self Satisfied is likely to be giving the nanny one, she’s banging her tennis coach and they both take enough dinner-party cocaine to keep Colombia afloat is neither here nor there.
The sheer hypocrisy of Mr & Mrs I’m Alright Jack sunning themselves in the leafy garden of their spacious home (while their privately educated children are inside receiving daily online lessons) sniggering over a tattooed mum and dad enjoying a can of lager in Brighton is horrible.
You know, the folk so busy looking down their officious noses they didn’t realise glorious weather, a foreign travel ban and millions of us off work and school might just lead to desperate families heading to the seaside?
Much of the condemnation has come from the very people supposedly in charge of our seaside towns.
You want the real Covidiots? Well, check out those who thought that keeping public loos locked, car parks shut, not upping rubbish collection, standing down lifeguards and not supplying additional police/security were good ideas.
Which, by the way, is perfectly legal.
No one’s condoning leaving piles of litter and pooing in empty takeaway cartons – though given the state of some burgers, the before and after can be tricky to tell apart – but the vast majority of people enjoying our gorgeous coastline were playing by the rules (be wary of tricky camera angles, by the way).
In the interests of journalistic research (AKA chips and a paddle) I visited Essex’s Southend-on-Sea on the two hottest days of the year to witness the “vile idiots” up close and personal.
Shocking because they were perfectly normal families and friends sitting socially distanced and having a lovely, well deserved day out.
Stick the sneers. And let’s ALL enjoy the beers.
And it was shocking.