I’d almost forgotten about that old wag Roman Abrahamovich.

Well, he’s back in the news, this time for not coughing up £2.5b of big, frozen on the grounds of his Russian citizenship. No wonder he’s not playing ball, and good luck to him.

Duplicitous government shysters had forced a Chelsea sale and then lassoed the proceeds. Now they’re seeking to control the disposal of the wonga, scuppering the oligarch’s proposed humanitarian project just to line the noses of narco Nazism.

In any other context, it would be called out as racially aggravated robbery. It’s nothing less than institutionalised looting, but it’s how these bullying sociopaths roll.

I wonder if all those in the UK who benefitted from Russian investments will consent to having their wealth removed?

Not a chance. And they’ve all now moved on to Saudi and Qatari dough – less conspicuous and not as hot. The moral dimension.

Old Roman’s not daft though. He knows the score and is probably already several prisiadki ahead of dismal Labour clown cabal.

Personally, I’d kick off a fightback by activating sleeper cells of Ukrainian twinks primed with sperm-sensitive semtex, but I should think that he’ll just engage some top-notch silks to administer a carpet bombing of savage legal ministrations.

Maybe Keir will attend court in person – if he can be buggered.