One Saturday a few weeks ago, the oiks – including a few regional museum oiks, I suspect – were out en masse in London complaining about losing their jobs. How on earth do they expect the economy to recover if there aren’t sacrifices?
Typically, a portion of them started to riot, leaving a trail of devastation behind them (I was very upset about the damage to F&M).
Fortunately, my younger brother Hector is in the forces with Wills, so I was glad to get out of London to attend Wills’ secret stag do in the West Country.
Harry and a couple of his friends used their RAF helicopters to ferry us down to the country pile they had “borrowed” for the weekend. The first night was fine. I gave them an impromptu two-hour tour of the property, pointing out the Meissen ceramics collection and several fine Constables.
Halfway round, Harry began to shift about on his feet, making faces and grinning like a monkey. We then had a lively and drunken dinner, but no harm done.
Unfortunately, things got out of hand on the second night. Harry and his friends all came to dinner dressed in their Nazi uniforms. There were toasts to “Edward VIII” and “Oswald Mosley”.
When I tried to intervene, they started to trash the Meissen and would have burned the Constables if I hadn’t interposed my body.
The whole incident was hushed up, of course. Harry paid off the owner from his Civil List money. When I told one of my staff what had happened, she pointed out the similarity between Harry’s friends’ behaviour and the demonstrators.
I quickly corrected her. No, I said. The difference is that the London rioters were politically motivated.
Typically, a portion of them started to riot, leaving a trail of devastation behind them (I was very upset about the damage to F&M).
Fortunately, my younger brother Hector is in the forces with Wills, so I was glad to get out of London to attend Wills’ secret stag do in the West Country.
Harry and a couple of his friends used their RAF helicopters to ferry us down to the country pile they had “borrowed” for the weekend. The first night was fine. I gave them an impromptu two-hour tour of the property, pointing out the Meissen ceramics collection and several fine Constables.
Halfway round, Harry began to shift about on his feet, making faces and grinning like a monkey. We then had a lively and drunken dinner, but no harm done.
Unfortunately, things got out of hand on the second night. Harry and his friends all came to dinner dressed in their Nazi uniforms. There were toasts to “Edward VIII” and “Oswald Mosley”.
When I tried to intervene, they started to trash the Meissen and would have burned the Constables if I hadn’t interposed my body.
The whole incident was hushed up, of course. Harry paid off the owner from his Civil List money. When I told one of my staff what had happened, she pointed out the similarity between Harry’s friends’ behaviour and the demonstrators.
I quickly corrected her. No, I said. The difference is that the London rioters were politically motivated.
