The Conservative MP Nadine Dorries is ditching parliament and her constituents to compete on the reality television show I’m a Celebrity … Get Me Out of Here.
The MP for Mid-Bedfordshire is paid £65,738 a year but will be absent from parliament for almost a month. Dorries will be paid up to a maximum of £40,000 for taking part in the show!
It has been reported that Dorries did not ask the Tory chief whip, Sir George Young, for permission to take part in the show and the Conservative party has refused to comment.
Dorries is reported to believe that the programme will provide her with a platform to reach the public and raise awareness about issues such as reducing the abortion limit from 24 weeks to 20!
Her constituents vote for her to participate in all the hideous trials. The Conservatives launch an enquiry into her disloyal behaviour, complete disegard for her constituents and besmirching the office of political representation. She quickly becomes and ex-MP.
Nadine, you deserve more than a £40,000 #skelptarse
Her fellow politicians seem to capture the sentiment of her behaviour on Twitter well:
Former Tory MP Louise Mensch, who gave up her Corby seat in August to live with her husband in America, tweeted: “Nothing sadder than a politician, or ex-politician, on any of those shows.” She added: “Nadine pretending that a serious issue like abortion rights is why she did this is the lowest of the low. Indefensible stuff.”
Tory councillor Nigel Fletcher tweeted: “You’re not a ‘Celebrity’, Nadine, you’re a member of parliament, and your constituents pay you to work for them, not ITV.”
What have you got to say for yourself Nadine?
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What is Skelpt Arse?
To use a splendid bit of sadly, now seldom-used Scottish vernacular, whose 'arse' definitely needs 'skelpt'?
Who or what has been letting you down, letting our magnificent country down or who generally needs brought into line. Politicians? Overly politically-correct-mandarins? Jobsworth civil-servants? Service industry specialists who've not been servicing? You tell us!
We've got a sliding scale of 'skelpitness' from a light smack or a pure, red, stinger? You decide!