Meeting at the Home Office (mid-June 2003)
Is everyone here?
Number from the left... on my mark.
Go.
One Mr.Home Secretary
Two Mr.Home secretary
Three Mr.Home Secretary
Four Mr.Home Secretary
Five Meesterr Home Seceretery
Good... then we're all here. Thank you
all for coming at short notice.
Funny thing I could have sworn I only
invited four?
Anyway the more the merrier as they
say… ho ho ho.
Woof!
Quiet Rover!
Good morning gentlemen. I've called
this meeting to try and find out how that comedian chappie managed
to breach my security cordon at Windsor Castle.
May I open the meeting and ask if anyone
has the slightest idea that may shed light on what happened?
Yes.. Home secretary.
Who's that?
It's your PPS sir.
Oh yes, go on Eustace…
Well as it was a fancy dress do, I imagine
Special Branch let anyone in that wasn't wearing a suit Sir.
They must have been very confused as
it's usually the other way round.
I think they'd been told fancy dress
was compulsory, so if anyone wasn't wearing a suit they let them
in.
Well what about this chappie dressed
as Bin Laden. He wasn't wearing a suit and they let him in..
is that why?
Yes Mr.Home Secretary…
Who's that?
Me Sir. I'm the MI6 chap you invited.
Oh so it is. Carry on Reginald.
Well I have it on the best authority
that the officer on the door indeed asked the comedian chappie
for his invitation card but he said that, as his fancy dress
didn't have any pockets, he hadn't actually brought it with him.
Well? What did the officer do?
He let him in Sir. The gentleman said
he was a Personal Friend of HRH and he said he'd have him sorted
out if he didn't let him in.
So he got in without an invitation?
Yes Sir.
Oh I suppose we can't really blame the
officer. After all he's only human isn't he.
I suppose that's all I need to know
then?
Sirrah!
Who's that?
Meester Bin Laden Sirrah.
Woof!
Carry on Ben, if there's anything you
can add it may help… you never know.
I'm most upset Sirrah. I think that
comedian chappie should be pursecooted by the law for mis-representation.
Woof woof woof!
What's that Ben?
Trying to make out that I'm a comeedian.
I'm nothing of the sort. I'm verry annoyed.
Woof woof woof!
Rover.. down boy… down.. I don't
understand.
Malcolm make a note of what Ben said
and we'll call another meeting next week.
Woof!
Any other business before I take Rover
for his walk?
