Postcards From Hell 5: Rose Petals

Baroness Warsi visited her ancestral village yesterday, the place that her father left 50 years ago in favour of England. She received a rock-star reception, with cheering, drumming and great cries of “zindabad”. But the best thing about it was the fistfuls of fragrant rose petals that showered her arrival. More great clouds of pink were thrown in the … More Postcards From Hell 5: Rose Petals