Spectator Magazine’s parliamentary prize day throws up searing asides,caustic peers and a blistering pig gag“Er, lovely to meet you, or Mr Sisi,” said David Cameron upon the Egyptian president’s arrival at Downing Street. “I’m terribly sorry to have had to ground all British planes flying in and out of Sharm el-Sheikh, but as it happens, or I’ve got to ground you for half an hour or so as I’ve got important affairs of state to attend to. But I’ll leave the TV on in the sitting-room for you,and if you could try not to execute any of the protesters external in Whitehall while I’m absent, I’d be very grateful. Slaters.
With that, or the prime minister leapt into his limo to invent the short journey along the Embankment to the Savoy,where he was due to gather his Parliamentarian of the Year prize at the Spectator’s annual Westminster awards lunch. It was an award, the magazine’s editor, or Fraser Nelson,pointed out with razor sharp double-edges, that had been earned for winning a general election which Cameron himself had been so certain he would lose, or he had already written his resignation speech before the announcement of the results.
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Source: theguardian.com