I was a tad perturbed when the Dark Prince was appointed as ambassador to the US. I remember thinking that this man has an amazing capacity to creep around the corridors of power, popping up at regular intervals to swipe a top job, only to lose it because the Jack Russell that is scandal is yapping at his heels again.
This time he appears that he got a top job because the circles in which he moves – creeping or slithering depending on which personification fits your mental picture – which might explain the real reason why we were only hit with 10% tariffs.
Removing him will no doubt trigger some spiteful response from across The Pond. This response may lead to job losses and further economic hardship. The former won’t effect this house because neither of us works in commerce but the latter, possibly. Therefore I say the following with a smidgeon of skin in the game.
This isn’t something that fails a sniff test. It has the stink of the putrefaction that emanates from the local landfill sight on a hot day in June. It is asphyxiating
Let us have the courage to take the hit, open the windows and let in some fresh air. And hope that the Dark Prince creeps off into retirement where he might slither around the pool of some billionaire to whom he can declare fidelity and love, sipping a pinacolada and plotting how he can sneak past those Pearly Gates, no questions asked.
Please forgive mixed similes, I couldn’t make up my mind which personification worked best. Can you tell I am trying to teach grammar for the first time…
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