Chapter Eye Eye Eye: IT GETS A LITTLE TEDIOUS!
Yet another continuation of the same meeting. 12:32. Afternoon tea being prepared in the kitchens. His Britishness speaks, others are sat around the large round table in the centre of the room. Connery is not seated and is still standing in the naughty corner.
Now then dears, I've got more people on board and the cabinet is filled!
(Polite appalause)
Firstly, let me welcome the new armaments minister, Jamie Oliver!
(Oliver enters, waves and takes his place at the table. Polite applause)
Secondly, Sean Bean, Chief of Army!
(Bean enters, looks around, performs a small bow then takes his seat. Slightly louder applause. Connery looks dismayed at the non appearance of Wellington)
Thirdly, Paul Merton, Chief of Air Force!
(Rapturous applause greets Merton as he sits at the table)
And last, Ian Hislop, Chief of Navy!
(Hislop enters and sits. Everyone else has no idea who he is. Cleese manages a "Who?". Laurie is looking about 2ft higher than where Hislop is and has still not seen him)
OK then dears, we've come up with a master plan to deal with these chavs.
Cannon Fodder.
(Johnson is first to speak)
That's a bit Russian isn't it?
(Bean agrees)
Yes, not at all done, wot wot!
(Merton stares at Bean a bit strangely)
(Hislop then speaks)
Well I think Steve (his Britishness glares at Hislop) sorry, Steven (his Britishness glares even harder at Hislop) sorry, his britishness, (his Britishness gives a glare that would make an onlooker think Hislop had spilled tea, or some other heinous crime) oh gosh, I mean His Britishness......
(His Britishness cuts in)
Well that's quite alright, don't do it again. Although you don't need to capitalise his though.
(Hislop thanks his Britishness)
(Johnson excuses himself to go to the lavatory. The newcomers are informed of the backstory and a healthy discussion about Boris Johnson's bladder, or lack thereof, lasts them until afternoon tea.)