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    1. >Andrea Jenkyns claimed she was wooed by a pro-Brexit businessman acting on behalf of Reform who she says offered her jobs to defect.

      I guess that “businesses openly bribing MPs” doesn’t have enough Nigel shit stirring in it to be a good headline

    2. Andrew Jenkins? Who do the headline writers think they’re working for, the Grauniad?

    3. SirRogerMoorhen on

      Not particularly relevant to this post, but when I learned that Ms Jenkyns had become an MP I was in complete disbelief. To think she’s now a Dame makes a mockery of our honours system.

      Back when I was in my mid-teens I was friends with a lad whose father was a Conservative Lincolnshire County Councillor. His father, to his credit, was a seemingly intelligent guy and to me at least gave the impression of being adequately qualified for the position. One summer’s day I was invited to a BBQ at their house, and only upon arriving did I learn that his father had also invited several Conservative County Councillors to the event, Andrea included.

      From the moment I was introduced to the woman it was clear that she wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed. She got into a minor argument with a fellow councillor because she refused to believe that either Bulgaria or Romania was a country (this was 15 years ago so I forget which of the two she thought was fictitious, but when asked a question about Bulgaria or Romania she thought the questioner was pulling her leg).

      She seemed quite confused, and struggled to recall party policy. At the time she was dating a short guy who was a self-confessed socialist (I think he was a theatre director), and was constantly having to rely on him to prompt her on her party’s policy on issues x, y and z. She really did come across as a bit of a thicko, and neither my friend nor I could believe that somebody of her caliber could become a councillor. She had no apparent interest in politics, and very little processing power.

      What I remember most vividly is that she eventually got quite tipsy and would randomly burst into song, often interrupting her colleagues as they spoke, much to their apparent irritation. She had next to no substance, but craved people’s attention. How on Earth she made it all the way to parliament is beyond me.