In the future, you might well be taking to a friend who lives thousands of miles away.
They say to you "So, what's the name of your President?"
"President?", you say. "We don't have a president - we have a Queen and a Prime Minister."
"Oh", they say. "I thought your President was Tony Bl...."
OMG is that what we are about to have dumped on us?
Pickled? Us? Stewed and well and truly skewered more like.
Monday, October 05, 2009
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