I haven’t listened to the radio or watched the telly much this weekend – and the reams of cod analysis in print are going to be too hard to read this week. But having seen the photographs of our future king in several Bournemouth clubs, I fear he just fancies grabbing a new pair of breasts in the way that young chaps do.
A hat tip to Paul Sorene for the link to the pic.
The drawing references John Betjeman’s A Subaltern’s Love Song. This work was famously described by my partner as ‘poetry for those who don’t like poetry.’
Perhaps, but it scans and ryhmes very well for this contrived joke – avec mammaries.