George had a telephone call from a man called Mervyn King, who said that he was governor of the Bank of England.
George was very surprised, because his own bank manager was very difficult to get hold of, despite George having lots of advice for him. George’s bank manager had been in a meeting for ever such a long time, and George couldn’t help but think that he must have needed a wee by now.
Anyway, Mr King was very nice to George and said that he was looking forward to working with him. This stumped George a bit, because nobody had told him that he would be working with Mr King.
“You know what, Mr King, I’ve always thought it would be a good idea to have your photograph on cheques.”
Mr King didn’t say anything
“And what would be really fantastic would be to have a different photograph on each cheque, so that when you flicked through the book it looked as if you were moving. Do you think we could implement that? I think it would make people think I was very clever to have thought of it”.
Mr King didn’t say anything.
“Shall I send Mr Cable round to see you to sort it out?”
“It’s Dr Cable actually, although I’m not surprised he doesn’t use the title, it makes him sound like a third rate television installer from Berkhamsted.”
George hadn’t known that his new friend Vince was a doctor. George telephoned Vince and told him that he was very worried about a rash on his bottom, and would Vince mind having a look at it next time he came round.
Vince didn’t say anything.