AUGUST 17, 2006
Word Count:250
“I daresay, this is a bit of a sticky wicket wouldn’t you say?”
“Quite. Our barristers are in for a tough time.”
“Who would have thought?”
“Never. Never in a million years. You see, we thought, no, we were convinced, that he did it.”
“We were equally emphatic that she was the one responsible. We must have stated that she did it at least 50 times over the years. In banner headlines, second coming type mind you, 118 points.”
“Us as well. The evidence at the time surely pointed to an inside job. How could we have known?”
“No-one can know anything for certain.”
“So what’s your next step…retraction?”
“Retraction? Good heavens man, no! That’s a bit premature don’t you think? Deflection, that’s the answer, deflection. There’s plenty of time before we tuck our tails between our legs and retract.”
“What’s your angle on the deflection?”
“Same as always. The Royals. Uncover or invent something particularly nasty on them that we can run for weeks, months even and hope that this blows over.”
“ I concur. We’re considering the same sort of slant.”
“Retraction indeed.”
“Oh we’re still running one in ours. We feel we owe the Ramseys that much.”
“Go on. You can’t be serious. When?”
“The usual time for this sort of thing. We’re looking at 75 years from now.”
“That soon eh? Good luck with that one.”
“More bangers and mash?”
“Don’t mind if I do.”
“Looks like it may rain later.”
“Yes. Yes it does.”
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