Psst! Here's a little tittle-tattle ...
So where's Wolcott when one wants him?
This Old Brit's just joking of course -- he's actually a huge fan and regular reader of James Wolcott -- who he suspects has, in turn, a soft spot of his own for a certain little lady called Cherie. http://jameswolcott.com/archives/2005/07/are_the_wives_g.php
Now, far be it it from we Brits to start telling tales out of school [or to be getting into the gossip column business] but take a little look at this.
Ooooh! I [can almost] hear you say: "What in the world will Tony think when he hears about Bill talking to his missus, like that?"
It is never too late to change course, Clinton suggests playfully. Cherie is “young and vigorous”,
But there's more.
“When he’s done and she wants a go, it would please me greatly...
Eh? Gulp! Pardon?!
Shush! Shut up and get a load of this.
She is an enormously able person. I love her.”
I know, I know -- you're thinking This Old Brit's finally, flippin' flipped and gone completely bloomin' bonkers.
But honest, he ain't; he's telling you the truth; read on.
Uh, oh! Maybe it's old Bill who's gone bonkers.
“They may be sick of it by then; it’s up to them what they do.”
But he goes on to make Cherie an irresistible offer.
I’d be happy to do it, I think she’s great.”If that isn't enough of a cliff hanger or hasn't got you chomping on the bit and rearing to go get more - This Old Brit suggests you should be checked for a pulse.
And remember, if you don't like what you see, tell it to the Times-online; don't start shootin' at us -- we're merely the messengers. Besides, there's been so much sad & scary stuff shoved down our throats lately that sometimes one simply has to stop and smile -- for a while anyhow.