“I am talking about perfectly healthy children who enter school not yet toilet-trained.
“Children who cannot dress themselves, children who only know how to eat with a spoon and fingers, and have never sat around a table to enjoy a home-cooked family meal. Children who think that the word ‘no’ means if you throw a wobbly it will miraculously turn into yes.
“Children who get themselves, and sometimes their younger siblings, up in the morning. Children who bring themselves to school at very young ages. Children who sometimes don’t know who will be at home when they get home – if anyone. Children who don’t know exactly who the father figure is in the home from month to month.”
So here we are. Back in Dickensian Times. Thanks to new Labour. You made it the right of every mother, no matter how feckless to have her nails painted twice a week whilst her kids watched horror movies alone on Sky Plus. You unchained mothers from the kitchen sink so they could feed their children blue fizzy pop and Tesco's value ready meals in front of the telly. You made marriage and responsibility something to be despised. You took the priceless act of raising a child and grabbed it for yourselves. You took away guiding adults and gave children the freedom to act out Lord of the Flies for real. You allowed "baby fathers" to flourish in the name of "cultural understanding".
You did it. The Party of the underpriviledged. You make me sick.