(2001)
By Stanley Collymore What a completely brain dead, sycophantic and such a thorough load of utter garbage! This Brexit
By Stanley Collymore Harry is more of a dad and husband than Charles his biological father really is or could ever be; and the same
By Stanley Collymore How could you, as a white British… and in the process of doing so cal… dessert not only your own children… significantly too, which was a dec…
By Stanley Collymore Well bugger me! Figuratively spea… for that sort of thing was never i… shan’t ever in a month of Sundays… tea as I’m strictly, uncompromisin…
By Stanley Collymore Genuine friendship is a requisite… which no relationship that’s worth… logically claim, in any given circ… that devoid of it, whether intenti…
By Stanley Collymore Birthdays literally come and go bu… the memories that they usually create remain constant and also invariably produce the actual…
By Stanley Collymore The intense hatred quite routinely spewed out by the endemically inured racist, is for them so compellingly ingrained that no amo…
By Stanley Collymore All that I keep hearing from you… of me: a litany of your wishes, re… even your fantasies gathered toget… neatly parcelled up in what effect…
By Stanley Collymore Liz Windsor! What did she ever do that was so bloody amazing? Having long holidays and not paying any tax for years! This…
By Stanley Collymore The repulsively decadent actually dysfunctional Saxe-Coburg—Gothe— Mountbatten-Windsor family
By Stanley Collymore Massive numbers of street party entertainers for the coronation; where exactly Daily Mail? Pure fabrication, and fatuously grotesq…
By Stanley Collymore I’m certainly not obese, maybe in… little bit fat. But hey, come on,… that? We can’t all of us have hour… you know, and even if desirous to…
By Stanley Collymore Absence makes the heart grow fonde… but not having you near me each da… poor substitute in every way for n… being able to see you, touch you
By Stanley Collymore I’d much prefer to be on my own, a… appears better that way; for even… I then encounter appear to have a… that I can better understand even…
By Stanley Collymore And the masses reached out gleefully to touch the hem of the gown, oh silly me, jacket– of this saintly white woma…