You have to feel sorry for anyone who’s been married to Harriet Harman for 33 years, don’t you? We refer to Mr Harman, the understandably glum man also known as Jack Dromey MP. He was selected as a Labour prospective parliamentary candidate after the party declined to use his wife’s all-women candidate shortlists on one occasion. Nepotism is rife in the Labour party. And now we have this story about poor Jack:
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Justice for Men & Boys 
You can’t blame the poor bloke. Time changeth the man… 😉
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Mr & Mrs Harman must have shared 10,000+ breakfasts by now. Mr H surely deserves a medal, if only for sparing other men the utter misery of co-habiting with her. Can you imagine a typical breakfast exchange?
Harriet: ‘Jack, I’ve noticed some of the cornflakes are smaller than others, and only a very small proportion of them are black. How DO Kellogg’s get away with it?’
Jack: ‘Hattie, could you please pass me my anti-depressant tablets… and the bottle of Co-op vodka?’
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Solitary confinement would be the more desirable option.
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Death would be a more desirable option.
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