Queen awards VC to Iraq war hero
I love the British way of approaching things. Take secret meetings in the US:
In the US you would be woken in the middle of the night and bundled at gun point into a black van by 4 guys in shades who look exactly like Gary Busey. Then you would be driven with a black bag over your head for hours to an airfield where the whole van is flown into the deep desert, where there would be a chainlink fence guarded by another shades wearing Busey clone. Whereupon you would be bundled out of the van and bundled into a lift hidden in an abandoned gas station. The lift would speed you down 4 miles underground where you would be bundled along steel corridors and into a dark room with a large table and all the lights placed in such a way that you cannot see the faces of the men sat around it but they can see yours. Gary Busey would then close the door and you would be all alone with them. No one knows what goes on in that room, but some sort of bundling is presumably involved.
In England we do things differently:
You receive a second class letter in the post. In it is an immaculate cream coloured card upon which is written a cordial invite to a secret meeting on Tuesday tea time. You travel on the tube. You simply walk straight into the MI6 building and hand your hat and coat to the smooth spoken gentlemen who effortlessly guides you through corridors full of the most wonderful art in Europe. You are led to a door bearing a plaque saying “Captain Sir Mornington Smythe” and under a little slider that covers either the word “Enter” or “Secret”. Inside is a large, bright office overlooking the Thames. You are offered tea from China teapots and cucumber sandwiches with the crusts cut off. Mr Smythe enters and calls to you with a hearty “Ah! My good man, delighted you could make it”. As you shake hands the butler slips out, closes the door and heads back to his Times crossword.
God bless England!
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