Showing posts with label prime minister. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prime minister. Show all posts
Wednesday, 27 February 2013
General Flashman remarks on the capacity of British prime ministers
. . . they took a cab to the famous club, where Sir Harry stared around the imposing hall and remarked that things weren’t what they had once been. ‘Saw Palmerston fall down that staircase — the whole damned way from top to bottom. Tight as a fiddler’s bitch. Finished up wrapped round that pillar there. Can’t see Asquith doing that, somehow. Rotten prime minister. D’you know, I presented him with a school prize once? Must be fifty years ago — ugly little swot he was then, and hasn’t improved over the years. Mind you, Balfour wouldn’t have been any better — “Pretty Fanny”, they used to call him. Only good thing I know about him was that he taught Asquith how to ride a bicycle. Argued some kind of capacity, I suppose — I’d sooner try to teach a whale to play the fiddle.’
Mr American, p.388, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.
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Wednesday, 30 May 2012
Squiffy Asquith and the human hawk
. . . the defendants were represented by two of the best hatchet-men in the business, Charles Russell and young Asquith — you know the latter as the buffoon who infests Number 10 Downing Street at the moment, and my recollection of him is as a shining morning face to which I once presented a prize at the City of London School, but for all that he was accounted a sharp hand in court, while Russell was a human hawk, and looked it.
Flashman and the Tiger, p.248, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.
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Friday, 11 December 2009
Princes or prime ministers
I should have known that it’s never safe to get within range of princes or prime ministers.
Flashman in the Great Game, p.28, Pan edition, 4th printing, 1979.
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