Somebody posted links to the story of the day, Saddam Hussein's capture, this morning. I immediately got dressed and went shopping figuring this would keep the shops empty for a bit. On returning I was getting the carrier bags out of the boot when the woman across the road spoke to me. This is unusual in itself as her and her husband, Sir Bernard Audley, live securely behind their sliding gates and this was only the second or third time in the 7 years she has spoken to me. She was beaming as I waved hello to her and shouted "They've got him. They've arrested Saddam". I thought she was going to do a little jig. Her husband used to work in the Foreign Office I believe so they were probably doubly happy. It takes something like this to get them to talk to their neighbours.
Posted by grahame at December 14, 2003 12:02 PM | TrackBackPoor sad bastards.
You could offer theml an efigy of Sadam for them to burn. Keep them intertained while roasting their marshmellows.
Posted by: Mladen at December 15, 2003 09:14 AM