Lord Bonkers' Diary: Sauce for the Gandalf

I don't know what the New Rutlanders made of their food parcels, but I can see Cook having a big future in these diaries. 

Wednesday

I descend to the Servants’ Hall, where Cook is manifestly in charge of wrapping food parcels for our cousins in the US State of New Rutland: “No, that Stilton’s not too ripe, my girl. Foreigners like strong flavours. And make sure you screw those jars as tight as tight – we don’t want to give the poor Americans salmon-error and bolshevism. And write the contents on the parcel or the customs and exercise men will be after us.” 

It’s only fair that we should Do Our Bit: the Americans kept us going during the last war with their nylons, chewing gum and spam. As Cook would put it: what’s sauce for the goose is sauce for the Gandalf.

Lord Bonkers was Liberal MP for Rutland South West, 1906-10.

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