It was my delight to interview the incumbent Prime Minister, Theresa May, for our upcoming autobiographical project. Before I delve deeply into just what depths we traversed together, I would like to provide you, as a preface of sorts, a small transcribing of our interview.

Theresa May: Hello, good Sir. How do you do?

Myself (Barry.): Hello, Prime Minister.

TM: You sounded awfully like Sir Humphrey just then (She chuckled.).

M: Yes...yes...you are a quick study. Glad sarcasm is not lost on you (He whispered.).

TM: I'm adamant -Theresa shifts about on her seat- that we focus on my premiership and not on my past.

M: Oh no trouble with that! None at all! No-one knew who you were yesterday!

TM: Pardon? (She attempts a weak grin.)

M: Er, no-one...knew who you really were...now that you are...PM...er, we know better, you are so much more intimate with us-no! NO scrap that! I never said that...er, bad choice of words...um, let's, let's start with you...your desire to become Prime Minister...

TM: Well, yes. You see, I never told anyone but I had, for some time, this deep and intrinsic yearning...I felt myself called...

M: That was me, telling you to collect your milk bottles.

TM: Milk?

M: I suppose you'll want them along with the milk?

TM: You're a strange interviewer (She laughed.). Can't help but think that you have me mixed up with someone else...



Another post unfinished and I shall post as is. I hope you can indeed gain something from my colourful nonsense :P I have no idea where this post was originally supposed to end.