Hispanic Hissy-Fits

Ominous rumours have emerged concerning a possible conspiracy between the swarthy, treacherous Argies and the swarthy, treacherous Argie-speaking threat to world peace which lies north of Gibraltar. Despite being the wrong sort of Americans, the Argentines have somehow insinuated themselves onto the United Nations security council for two years, and they may use their position to connive with Spain in attempting to reduce the Britishness of various lumps of rock. Meanwhile Britain's Head Boy, despite having several gunboats on hand in the Mediterranean, has threatened to go whining to Matron, in the shape of those European courts whose rulings his government spends so much time and effort attempting to circumvent. It is to be hoped that the laws with which Daveybloke hopes to singe Mariano Rajoy's beard are not among those which the mad old cat lady at the Home Office has decreed to be overly concerned with human rights and other nasty Continental habits.