Insidious Overtures

Notwithstanding our glorious liberation from the ghastly Euro-wogs, it appears that the Recrudescent Imperium of Westminster, Gibraltar and the Falkland Islands is having some small difficulty in continuing to punch above its weight. Having been brushed off by the Japanese over the prospect of a trade deal - and this despite the famous non-bribing of Nissan with a substantial fiscal stability inducement - Tin-Pot Tessie threw herself mouth-first into the minefield of international diplomacy, by standing shoulder to shoulder with the grandson of a major Imperial Japanese war criminal and ordering the Heathen Chinee to get on with sorting out North Korea. The Heathen Chinee, who seem to think Tin-Pot Tessie is some sort of Trumpster sycophant just because she elbowed her way to the head of the grovel-queue by inviting him to meet the Queen, have responded in a rather undiplomatic fashion, and doubtless the Ministry for Lesser Breeds is applying its expertise to decoding the conundrum. Should things become too subtle and enigmatic, of course, the Foreign Secretary can always clear them up thanks to his background in yellow journalism.