We Don't Need The European Union

Dear Mr Cameron

With the snow falling we sit in our freezing hovel with just a bowl of gruel to share.

More of the children were put on the fire yesterday to try and keep us warm, its a losing battle.  We could not afford to keep Granny here so she was put in the workhouse.  She got over the wall and had it away on her toes.  At the age of 97 she could not get far and was found offering "personal services" to your ruling class Tory toffs. 

We are just humble serfs.  We may have some Christmas cheer if we can sell our last born, Tiny Tim, to one of your wealthy pals.   Trouble is that dressed in rags and tatters he is not a pretty sight.  Doubt if the running nose does much for him. 

You have given us high unemployement and high inflation, and screwed over the train makers and the disabled.   

Gawd bless you Sir.  Hope you have a merry Christmas, perhaps Santa will bring you anything you have not already got on expenses.  Don't spare a thought for us.  On Christmas day we will share a teabag and raise a cup up to you. Right up.

Your humble servant