The other night, the finalists in this year's Masterchef TV cooking contest had the task of cooking a three course meal for Tony Bliar and some of his cronies at 10 Downing Street.
At the end of it, His Holiness just thanked them and got up from the table. Why didn't they lace the horseradish with aconite or add some extra dodgy mushrooms to the main course?
At the least, they could have dosed the wine with phenolphthalein, a quick acting and powerful laxative, although I suppose it has been banned by now, as it is cheap and the drug companies cannot make a mint from it.
Or, at the very least, gobbed in the gravy!!!!!
Oh well, dream on!!