4 April 2005
... if I told you that Tony Blair waved at me this afternoon?
No?
Neither would I, if I were you.
Only he did.
It must be an election year.
Wow. So, where is the rest of the story? Circumstances?
Sure as heck beats being waved to by the tax man :)
But the real question is: what did you do back?
;)
I know what I'd have done back and it can't be reproduced here.
did you poke him in the eye?
That is enouch to put you off your food for a year!! I will be glad when the election is all over.
You been watching TV again pix?
I was waiting to cross the road from a traffic island on Parliament Square when a Police bike roared up and started to hold up the traffic, waving one lane through while holding another back.
I couldn't figure out what was going on and was a little concerned that I was about to get caught up in a bomb scare. Then I heard the buzz of more Police outriders and turned to see them leading a black limo and people carrier through the (now empty) street. I half-heartedly peered in the window of the car to see if I could recognise who it was and saw someone do the "Royal" wave back at me.
I thought it was Charlie-boy at first, but then overheard a couple standing next to me talking about who it was. I tapped the old boy on the arm and asked who it had been, and was informed that it had been none other than Teflon Tony.
As for what I did next, I said "Oh", shrugged, and idly wondered if the Labour party was so desperate for votes that Tone is reduced to waving at pedestrians out of the window of his limo.
So I didn't actually get to meet him and thus lost any opportunity to swear, rant or otherwise abuse him.
I did, however, meet and shake hands with the Minister for Health and had my photo taken with her, but that's an entirely other story.
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