Lord Shamash (Lab)

My Lords, I have £50 billion in my back pocket. In 11 years’ time, my noble friend the Minister and every Member of this House will be able to get to Birmingham 20 minutes faster. Some £102 billion is

My Lords, I ought to declare an interest, in that I do not like electric bikes or electric scooters, so at least noble Lords know where I am coming from. Being stationary at a red traffic light and be

My Lords, I ask a question by way of clarification. Will I have to pay this levy when I go up to watch my beloved Manchester United every week?

I apologise. Yes, the word is “suffocated”—he was suffocating as his lungs began to fade.

Thank you. I apologise to the Front Bench about that. The problem was, in the later part of his life, his lungs began to give way. I remember him saying to me, in the last two or three months of his l

My Lords, can I address the Committee on a personal note? My late brother-in-law suffered from muscular dystrophy, a horrendous progressive disease that many noble Lords may have come across. In the l