If you’re prone to nausea when listening to the dribble of hypocrites, may I suggest you take some Mylanta tablets before reading this column?
The warm, kind-hearted and compassionate, Clementine Ford had some wisdom to impart to a six-year-old boy-puppet at The Greek Club in Brisbane last Thursday. And her words truly bring a tear to one’s eyes.
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