Pizza in the Sky

Since the beastly Euro-wogs look set to persist in their mean-spirited refusal to do as Britain tells them, the Cummings administration has been forced to go global in its search for a satellite navigation system of the requisite Britishness. Plans, if that is the word I want, were announced by Tumbledown Tessie two years ago in case the need should arise for a more insular alternative to the Euro-wogs' Galileo project, which is named after one of Winston Churchill's numerous inferiors; and so far ministers have managed to find a British operator so efficient that it went bankrupt in March. The company has promised with no fingers crossed to relocate production to Britain from its present haven in Florida should the Government make it worthwhile; and in the unlikely event that this doesn't work out, the aforesaid ministers will doubtless have contingency plans involving companies which have no experience of manufacturing satellite navigation systems but whose expenses the great British taxpayer would consider it a privilege to cover and who are frightfully keen.