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Since it considers itself bound neither by word nor by treaty, Her Majesty's Government has in good conscience found itself just about able to pledge a derisory pittance for peckish wogs. However miserly, the small change spent on lesser breeds will doubtless serve to feed resentment among those plucky, uncomplaining patriotic stalwarts on the mainland who dislike the the idea of their neighbours being fed by Unicef nearly as much as they dislike the swarming hordes of immigrant taxpayers. In another show of charity, Her Majesty's Government recently proclaimed its inclination to cut the international aid budget from seven-tenths of one per cent of gross national income to half of one per cent. In the bad old days this would be equivalent to some thousands of millions; but given the Recrudescent Imperium's likely fate on the sunlit uplands an extra £47 million might well make up the shortfall.