I am old Barnsley. Born before the war in a house with lino on the floor and neither electric nor indoor toilet. But blessed to be raised by mining folk within a culture of humour, self reliance and respect for others. Combined with State education to instil an ethic that equipped us to transact with whomever or whatever we encountered. With no regard for ‘belly achers’ who do little more than decry others. And wail from the rooftop should anyone mock their ‘origins’ or ‘education.’ But don’t hesitate to cite ‘privelege’ or ‘Eton’ to disparage our Prime Minister. Apparently forgetting that when Parliament decided we should be ignored, he took them on to deliver our Brexit! And fulfilled his promise to activate projects designed to bring balance to our country! Then quelled an internal revolt to install a dedicated Chancellor and Health Secretary. A timely act supporting the axiom ‘come the moment come the man.’ And despite his own concerns about relatives and an imminent baby, he is doing everything he can. But despite ensuring that our strategy is being devised by leading medics, some seek to blame him for anything and everything! Done by keyboard saboteurs. So won’t some of you restore my faith in the principles that built Barnsley, by joining me in expressing the support he deserves!