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Phones rings - “Hello, Philip Banks”.

“Philip, how are you? It’s David, did you get my email?”

“Fine. Hi David and no, in that order”

“The President is giving his first F***! The Nation’s in a State address at 3am UK time and we’ve made a promo for it, need you to voice it as it’s on-air asap.”

“Why is he waiting until we’re all in bed before he makes this address? What’s he planning?” ….

The Whitehouse, some hours earlier. Adie paces nervously.

“Will you sit down, Adie!” barks Mr President. He sits.

“Excuse me Sir Mr President Sir. My name is Howard at this time. Pardon me Mr President Sir”.  The President looks puzzled.

“Why do they call you Adie? I figured it was short for Adrian, you know the British gay name.”

“Sir Mr President Sir. My name is called Howard at this time and I am YOUR AIDE”.

“So you can get a dog for my yougest daughter? He’s called Jazz, lives in Portgordon near Scotlandshire.” Aide looks puzzled. “Kidnap, I mean dognap it at 3am British time coz I’ll have an alibi for then. Gonna tell the American people I’m solving all our economic problems by printing more money, cool huh!”

“Is that all you’re gonna say Sir Mr President Sir?” The Aide looks slightly worried.

“You think it needs padding?” ……………………..”You do, don’t you? I can tell by the look in your eyes. Forget the dog, it’s time to write some fiscal bulls ..”  The Aide coughs loudly.

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How was the speech? The TV promo went well and Jazz is still here. That reminds me, time for a walk.