Anthony Scaramucci’s gonna fix the place right up, just like he did for the White House Communications Office.
A close run thing it was!
He’s looking forward to the welcome baskets from his new neighbors, the entire Royal Family.
Or it will be and he’ll be left with a lot of room for tea parties.
What's Brummie for monetary policy?
Frankfurt may be ready and Dublin might be cheap, but all Jamie D wants to do is take a moonlit stroll down the Champs-Élysées.
For some, no Brexit will ever be hard enough.
Turns out they've heard of Valeant in Merry Olde England.
New rule: The only bank not allowed to bitch about moving to Frankfurt is the one already fucking based there.
"I don't want more beans on toast, Jamie Dimon. I want to go HOME!"
Did Llloyd's real estate broker not disclose the whole "Hard Brexit" thing?
Lloyd tells London hedgies "You don't have to go to Frankfurt, but you can't stay here."
And god help you if you sound like you're from Newcastle.
Stevie C is looking for some quanty blokes.
While contemplating Brexit, Jamie realizes that Rome rules and London drools.