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Wednesday 13 April 2011

Scoop: Papa Lazarou appointed Foreign Secretary

Listening to Radio 4 this morning I wondered why I hadn't previously noticed the similarities between William Hague and Papa Lazarou.  As Hague waffled on about Libya, he talked about the need to save lives, except it came out as 'levs'.  On the assumption that he and Ffion are still a couple, I wonder whether he ever tells her 'you're ma weff now'?  On balance, I think that Papa Lazarou would probably do a better job as Foreign Secretary, but maybe that's all part of Dave's masterplan - at any rate, no-one has ever accused Papa Lazarou of losing 'his mojo'.



Hague has always been right up there in the eccentricities of speech league table, alongside Ken Clarke and the Beeb's Robert Peston.  The rhythm of their speech always makes me think of 'Just a Minute', with voices rising Aussie-style at the end of a sentence before launching into the next one without hesitation.  That leads to breath problems, and this morning Hague got positively squeaky as he desperately tried to finish one sentence, only to realise that he had to seamlessly plough on in order to stop John Humphries torturing him further.  When he eventually had to gulp in air I half expected Paul Merton to come buzzing in with a challenge.

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