Those who are *ahem* old enough to remember, know that the great Bernard Cribbins sang of Fred's travails a good while ago. Nothing changes.
Right said Fred, gonna have to sack me
There’s no way I’ll volunteer to go.
Tried horse-trading, threatening and persuading
He was going nowhere
And so – we - had a cup of tea
Oh right said Fred, give a shout to Myners
Just tell Darling I refuse to go.
After cursing, shouting and coercing
He was going nowhere
And so – we - had a cup of tea
Now Myners had a think and he said look Fred
The Cabinet are wankers
If you can square the bankers
You can name your price, we’ll be finished in a trice
Oh right said Fred, bung me 30 million
Just sign here, I’ll get me coat and go.
Pandemonium ! insult and opprobrium
Landed on the top of his dome !
So Myners and me had another cup of tea
And then we went home
I said to Myners, we'll just have to hope it all dies down, that's all. Now the trouble with Gordon is, he's ... he's too hasty. You never get nowhere if you're too hasty ...
ND
9 comments:
Nice one. I had a crack at it as well, but I think you've got me beaten.
*Applauds*
D
Excellent, Now, how about The Hole in the Ground?
(Big and sort of round it was....)
Absolutely excellent!
thanks, folks
Dungeekin, what a gentlemanly place the interweb is, to be sure !
you beat me to the punch, sir, and I'm sorry if i trod on your toes
Better by far than the original.
Excellente, Senor Drew, up to your usual standard or even more betterer, I should hazard.
No apology needed, Nick!
Excellent work - now have a crack at Flanders and Swann.
*grin*
(Still working on 'Hole in the Ground' though).
D
Thanks for the Dalek comment on my blog, BQ.
I can't respond there as it will spoil the effect. Rest assured it raised a chuckle.
Or:
The soldiers* may be fighting
in the trenches or a battleship at sea
But there's never any war when the clock strike four
Everything stops for tea.
(As sung by the Temperance Seven of roughly the same vintage).
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