The Telegraph has a report on the incident yesterday in which a rather hot totty, believed to be German, leapt up on the table in front of Mario Draghi, the chief honcho of the European Central Bank, and showered him in coloured paper.
Don't ask me what she was protesting about, no doubt, like you, I could run off a list at of least two dozen moans and groans favoured by the dottier extremes of the Left without thinking too hard about it. However, what I do want to draw to your attention is Mr. Draghi's remarkable sangue freddo, or, sang froid as the Frogs put it, or, like, you know, dead cool, as our dear young grunts and gruntettes would put it today.
Anyway, in an age of all too genuine and murderous attacks by vicious lunatics I do think Mr. Draghi behaved with exemplary calm and courage. Had I been the object of such an attack I would instantly have retired, with a speed surprising in a gentleman of my advanced years, straight under the table. Whether I would have reached my position of safety before or after wetting my pants is unknowable!
Anyway, well done, Mr. Draghi!
I like to think I would have joined in the process of grappling the dear girl to the floor and helped myself to an extremely ungentlemanly handful of prime breast (just like in the video).
Altogether a thoroughly enjoyable interlude.
Posted by: Cuffleyburgers | Thursday, 16 April 2015 at 09:00
Hmmmn, maybe that's what Draghi had in mind and why he kept his cool!
Posted by: David Duff | Thursday, 16 April 2015 at 09:37
The degree of "gentlemanly" is directly proportional to how much you grab. I learned that the hard way long ago. Also, there seems to be a sliding scale of "ok" between accidental and deliberate.
Posted by: Whitewall | Thursday, 16 April 2015 at 12:44
I thought, 'Whiters', that the magistrate had defined 'legal grabability' the first time you came up before him!
Posted by: David Duff | Thursday, 16 April 2015 at 15:06
He did, but then he asked me to show my hands....I have large hands.
Posted by: Whitewall | Thursday, 16 April 2015 at 15:48
Being a polite Glaswegian I would have taken her home for tea and scones or something.
Posted by: jimmy glesga | Thursday, 16 April 2015 at 19:06
Jimmy you suave devil you!
Posted by: Whitewall | Thursday, 16 April 2015 at 19:59
My hands are quite small, but I have been told that I seem to have three!
Posted by: backofanenvelope | Thursday, 16 April 2015 at 20:42
I guess you've seen this.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3030264/Amazing-model-shows-extent-Battle-Waterloo.html
Posted by: ortega | Thursday, 16 April 2015 at 21:51
I was always told the English soldier can fight and think at the same time. Tough to beat.
Posted by: Whitewall | Thursday, 16 April 2015 at 22:27
crappy security though
Posted by: john malpas | Thursday, 16 April 2015 at 22:58
Whitewall. British soldier! There is not anything better than a drunk Scotsman fixing the bayonet and advancing.
Posted by: jimmy glesga | Thursday, 16 April 2015 at 23:27
Sorry Jimmy. British.
Posted by: Whitewall | Friday, 17 April 2015 at 00:51
Love the look on the face of the sheila in the blue bag of fruit. Goodness I don't think this is on the approved agenda.
Posted by: AussieD | Friday, 17 April 2015 at 07:47
Ortega, thanks for that link because I did miss the story. I saw the diorama some years ago and it is quite amazing. I will post on the subject in case any of my readers are interested. Thanks again.
Posted by: David Duff | Friday, 17 April 2015 at 08:02
Being a polite Glaswegian I would have taken her home for tea and scones or something
Jimmy what does a Glaswegian define as "something"?
:-)
Posted by: AussieD | Friday, 17 April 2015 at 10:04