Sunday April 06, 2003

BERTIE'S BACK! See here, Downs, it's deuced hard to catch up with you. When your email address changed, and you abandoned the old homestead, we thought we should catch up with you here; but it appears you have left your leftenant El Droso to tend the blogospheric garden. "His Grace" and I got through to him, but found his dialect incomprehensible as usual. "His Grace" took O levels in Latin at Eton, and tried to split the difference, but it was no go. The Iberian kept talking of some "long view," to which he seems devoted. In the long view, "His Grace" rejoined, we are all dead! Great larks for HG and myself, but the Spaniard only frothed in reply. Cold steel in the belly's all that sort understand.

See that the PM has taken up leafleteering. Rum job he's made of it, too. Specially giggled over this bit from the Times:

[Blair] promises that the new "truly representative Iraqi government" will spend its resources "not on palaces... but on schools and hospitals."

Sounds like Neil bloody Kinnock! Expect he didn't run that bit past HRH.

Also see that he promises the fuzzy-wuzzies that "the money from Iraqi oil will be yours." Just what BP told their grandpapa. We all know how that came out.

Otherwise stayed at the Club and watched war on the telly. "His Grace" is sentimental about going over and converting the heathen to C of E. Really he's just sentimental about old days with Bowles and the wife over in Morocco.

Well, the matin grows nigh. Do get in touch, Downs. Now that we are all part of this "Anglosphere," 'spect we'll have a contract or two to share in the postwar Arabia. Got Young James down for a spot on the new Caliphate, but keep that, as they say, on the down-low. Cheers!