FRENCH FAMILIES TO SUE COMMANDERS WHO ATE VIP DINNER AS SOLDIERS DIED IN AMBUSH
I cannot look at this headline from today's Times without the uneasy feeling that somebody has eaten someone. Perhaps because a VIP dinner sounds like a steak supper.
I also want to know why there aren't more IPs.
I once sat in the VIP room in a nightclub in Stevenage. It was very small and there was a mouse in the corner.
A shot, ere half thy draught be done,