I can well beleive the above diatribe from HMQ..all that scots porridge oats business is enough to send cook into fits of palpitation, consternation, and of course aggravation. But ..All the commoners have now vacated the scene and all the posh dukes and baronets have rolled in, all polishing their muskets for a bash at the fine ol duck shooting down at Sandringham.
"Thats a fine bag you have there!" said the cloth capped grouse master referring to his visitors tally.
"Dont talk about my wife like that!" retorts the sensitive politico...well he had just been through a general election.
