I've just finished reading the Kama Sutra, and I have to say . . . . it's left me in a very awkward position.
I went to Clarence House yesterday to give the King a haircut ahead of his coronation. I said to the guard, “Can you let me in . . . . I'm here to cut the King's hair ?” The guard said “Have you got a permit ?” “No . . . . just a bit off the back."
See that guy over there, the one who isn't sweating? If he comes near you, run. That's uncle Andy, the nonce!