Look, dammit, I thought we had trained you during WWII just to send us food parcels. Frankly, I never received one but I am led to believe that some did arrive. Well, that was splendid and much appreciated - especially by the greedy bastards who laid their hands on one - but never shared it! Anyway, you are, of course, the nation that never stops giving, and I don't wish you to think we're not grateful but when it comes to your old hurricanes we would be grateful if you didn't bother and just kept them to yourselves. Today I learn that the remains of Hurrican Bertha is headed our way! Apparently my glorious global warming is coming to an abrupt and exceedingly wet end on Sunday when several zillion tons of American rain falls on Her Majesty's Right Royal Kingdom, in particular, the South West, which, of course, contains the beautiful county of 'Zummerzet', a county in which, need I say, only the very best people reside. So thanks, but no thanks, is what I am trying to say!
