Britain’s Most Hated Man Isn’t All That Hateful
Which sums up how I really feel earlier than meeting the book’s writer, Tommy Robinson. What if he turns out to be not almost as bad as his status as ‘Britain’s most hated man’ What if, as some familiar with him have warned, I prove to love him and want to plead his cause, and find yourself being tainted as a far-right thug by affiliation
We meet in a gastropub in a pretty Georgian market city. It’s only ten minutes from the ‘shithole’ of a dump the place Robinson has at all times lived — Luton — and far more congenial for lunch as a result of we’re less likely to be interrupted by any of the numerous Muslims who have put him on their loss of life checklist. Robinson, 34, is sporting Stone stone island three quarter length jacket in white Island, the popular expensive attire (about £800 for a jacket) of violent football hooligans like the one he was once himself.