I listened to Prime Minister's Questions yesterday - by accident. Nick Clegg had just got up and targeted both Brown and Cameron for an electioneering savaging, referring to them dismissively as "he and he". This provoked a flurry of "hee-hees" as both Tory and Labour MPs engaged in mock laughter at his presumption. This touched a Tudor memory.
To mark his marriage to Anne Boleyn in 1533, Henry VIII had their initials HA entwined on tapestries. Many Londoners were unimpressed and took the piss by crying "Ha! Ha!" at the much despised wedding pageant, in a manner reminiscent of the Commons. For a moment history came to life as politics suffered a concussion.
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What's up with Nick Clegg, semiotically speaking, these days? Yesterday he wore a yellow tie, then changed to a red tie with gold dots, then changed back to a yellow one. Grow up man!
I think it means he wants to be a BBC newsreader.
Would you like to know who will win the FA Cup Final? I could tell you - easily! The Grand National? That too!
Er, well, why not?
Can we PLEASE get back to discussing ME??
Yes darling. Who did you screw today?
well come on Vince..who will win ?
What WON'T win will be any of the clubs, or horses, that were so shamefully indulged during the last Conservative Government's time in office.
Can I just tell you all that I have taken up smoking a pipe? Thank you.
Only if a metaphwoar.
Baware, Vic darling ! That fake KS is a dangerous hacker.
How about that Spacey bio you promised to review, though ?
Yes, I must get round to it, so muuuuuch on. It's not a bad book at all, perfectly competent and would make a delightful cover-mount gift for a Sunday supplement. Kev's on all the smart websites advertising an airline - featuring a near-empty airport. No, it's not BA.
Ooops, sorry, it was "bEware" of course.
<< would make a delightful cover-mount gift for a Sunday supplement >>
In other words : don't waste your good, hard-earned money on it, right ? What an amazing diplomat you are, Madame ! ;-)
In the absence of a Sunday supp sticking the book on its covers, one should buy it of course, if you happen to be a fan of Kev.
This is MUCH more like it - all about me! (And I am NOT 'dangerous' nor am I a 'hacker'. How DARE you!).
P.S. At this precise moment I have put the pipe down and am eating a vanilla slice.
<< In the absence of a Sunday supp sticking the book on its covers, one should buy it of course, if you happen to be a fan of Kev. >>
As a matter of fact I'm not exactly "a fan of Kev", but I'm a fan of your between-the-lines innuendo. I think I'll wait patiently for the full review.
Oh, and I'm afraid I've guessed who the fake KS actually is (no Steph, not you, don't worry). Hee hee !
Mmmm, sounds like I have way too much time on my hands today, doesn't it?
I fear I have lost Steph to Facebook. But she sent me a movie Easter card which was lovely. Life moves on, even in the blogosphere.
I can't imagine who the Spacey is but feel free to publicly speculate ...
How DARE you!
<< I can't imagine who the Spacey is but feel free to publicly speculate ... >>
Who has a personal interest in bringing up that subject in such a metaphwhorical way, mmmm ? Ha ha !
I don't really wish to intrude here, but, in my capacity as Mr Spacey's Boswell, I can confirm that he does indeed have a fondness for vanilla slices. Peter Hall introduced him to them.
Wrong as ever, Duralex
Doubtless Peter's recommendation improved the flavour.
Yes darling, and quite a full house.
<< Wrong as ever, Duralex >>
Comment ça, wrong ? I haven't named anyone yet, tabernak !
This "Duralex" character is a rather odd cove, as we adopted Brits say. A very queer fish, dontcha know.
He's French Canadian, say no more.
Apparently the K.S. character (cough, cough) is a total newbie on Arcati's blog. The queer fish he's talking about has been haunting this troubled water for ages.
Yes, odd characters pass tthru then disappear. And some don't.
And where, pray, does this "TaKo" twit discover who has been on from where?
Once again, I predicted all of the above.
I think, Duralex, that whoever is Kevin is also Vince.
I think the world has gone friggin' mad!
Very Un-Duralexy.
Ah, how Madame knows her/his Duralex ! I'm the genuine one of course, and an expert in all sorts of fakes. And in chimney-sweeping too. Whoever is the fake Duralex above is also the fake Kevin, I guess. Lame.
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