I must confess to a slight feeling of uneasiness since the magnificent referendum result came in. Prime Minister May was and still is an unknown quantity. I was slightly mollified by the men she appointed to handle the Brexit negotiations, all good 'Outers', the lot of them. But even so, there's "many a slip 'twixt cup and lip", especially in international politics.
So it is with joy in my heart, not say 'joie de vie', that I can tell you that 'Junck the Drunk' has appointed a virulently anti-British Frenchman to conduct the Brexit negotiations. According to all reports, he detests the British and blames them for the fact he once lost his job. In addition, he is - and I choose my words with care - a fanatical Europhile of the sort that will warm the cockles of SoD's heart whilst at the same time convincing every doubting Englishman that we must get out of the EU as fast as possible.
The media are on to him already so the headlines will be coruscating when he tries what so many other Frenchmen have tried over the years, to browbeat the Brits into surrender. Given this man's all too public record, there will be no way Mrs. May will allow herself to be browbeaten. His appointment by 'Junck the Drunk' merely confirms the man's utter stupidity - but I am deeply grateful for it!