A BBC jounalist is inconvenienced...

... and turns to print. (I have spellchecked for him)

My Great British Summit Cock-up Hell

This three hour wait of course, and this level of hassle, rudeness and incomprehension by those in authority, is exactly what the poorest of the world have to put up with just to get into work, or get to a water source, every single day.

With the possible exception of the water source, I hate to break it to you (still inside the London 'bubble', see), but welcome to 'our' world!

...it imagined what Britain would look like if it became a bureaucratic collectivist dictatorship.

IF......!!!!!!!?

So, as somewhat redeemed by it, you can keep the last line.

Yours, one of (iv).

ps: And as we're into artistic warnings of the near future, you might want to hark back to what that V might stand for. Tony's kid can help.

ADDENDUM -

I am shocked... shocked I tell you, that some of our finest hacks had to get up early to get to work... and it was just an awful, frustrating time.

Now, who I wonder was in charge of this fine example of organisational skill.

Would Dear Leader have felt able to leave it, with fullest confidence, in the hands of his loyal Home Secretary? Or maybe all the GOATS nannied in.

Still, at least the glow from O left all who were bathed in awe and the better for it.

Not just Aunty. I had to point out to SKY's acolytes that lobbing up whenever you feel like it to a highly complex, orchestrated security-rich arrival scene was not 'casual' and 'laid-back' and 'cool', and maybe President Bush was not so much 'obsessive' as they alluded, but just polite and professional to the guys on the ground when he required things were run punctually. Not too hard, and no excuse not to, when the entire route is cordoned off.