For Adults And Strong Of Stomach Only, Lorenzo!
Jimmy was urged to lay the ghost of Flinty Bush's "window dressing" jibe and put some glamour in the speaker's chair. David Cameron was rushed to hospital with shock when, as he rose for his initial question and turned to address the Speaker, he got his first real look at the new occupant.
Jimmy was seen to whisper to bum chum Bradshaw, whilst gurning one of his special grimaces, sometimes confused with a smile but the consequence of which thudded from the sky onto the Common's floor. Another mortally wounded Angel had proved the truth. "When Jimmy Snot attempts a smile, an Angel dies".
For the next half an hour those once grand wings flapped their dying throes, every time that voice stuttered the now famous, pre-lie, nervous "M-m-m-m--m-m- Mr--er-er-er-Ma-Ma-Ma-Madame Spe-Spe-Spe_Spe-Speker...."
Yet, every time Jimmy looked at Madame Speaker a strange expression of joy and contentment crossed his features.
"Thank goodness I'm not into women" seemed to be the thought!
Labour the triumph of evil over hope!