The US vice-president journals about his sleepover with David Lammy and Tory-dodging in the Cotswolds
After landing at London Stansted, London, me and the family had an easy drive with our small security detail of 12 cars to David Lammy’s cabin down in Kent, England. Big Dave was there to greet us.
“Welcome to Chevening, JD,” he said.
“Good to see you again,” I replied.
“Let me show you, Usha and the kids around.”
















