Anyone delighted by the richness of British character could find it served up on a heaping platter in the House of Commons last week, steaming with honest emotion, thick with puzzlement, piquant with paradox and much like the late Diamond Jim Brady's favorite fish sauce which was so good that "if you poured some of it over a turkish towel, you could eat it all." Epicures for this sort of dish, Edward of Wales and the Soviet Ambassador sat down, elbow-to-elbow, just above the House of Commons' clock.
A stinking piece of fish...
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