Did you see that the Cleggs went skiing in Switzerland at Easter? I have been telling them for years that if this is Their Sort Of Thing then they should consider a stay in the north of Rutland. There, where the snowy peaks rise to meet the Lincolnshire Wolds, sport can be had that is the equal of any the Swiss can offer; moreover, our cheese does not have holes in it and you will not find yourself obliged to drink the dreadful gassy Dahrendorf lager in the evenings.
You will no doubt have read that the Cleggs like to paint hard-boiled eggs and hide them about the chalet for their sons to find. I know that, when the family was slow to return to England, many reasoned that the boys must be a little on the slow side.
The truth, I should point out, is that I tipped the little scamps half a crown a piece to hide their father’s passport and it took him simply ages to find it.
Lord Bonkers was Liberal MP for Rutland South-West 1906-10.
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