Friday, October 18, 2019

Brexit and Bacon

Quote from FT : The prime minister, fortified by a brunch of bacon and sausage rolls, headed for Brussels.......

He returned with a cart full of Spanish pigs that squealed at the prospect of being eaten by 600 elected representatives of a savage nation, who had voted to leave the European Union many years ago, but the prospect of leaving their comfort zone surrounded by hostile but supportive foreign friends was too much to bear. They ate garlic and couldn’t understand roast potatoes and traditional English roast dinner, so they understood why people wanted to go their separate ways, but to be alone in the world and to embrace new and exotic trade deals was too frightening and different. 

But Boris the Spider said everything was going to be fine, and he was charming in a certain indescribable oafish way. Quite the orator, you might say. And a bacon lover able to get all manner of pigs to do as he said. So when he said he was going to get a Deal even his enemies looked up from their pork pies with dread. If that’s what The Spider said well who could argue, and who could stop him??

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