Philip Burton - Primeval Drabble
“He’ll be Sir Philip Burton…”
“It has a ring to it, doesn’t it?”
The rest of what the wretched woman said was lost to Lester. He somehow found his way back into his own office, slammed the door and yelled his frustration.
Oh yes, it certainly did. A ring of bribery and corruption. A ring of fakery and deception. A ring of an incredibly smug and completely undeserving cad. Sir Philip Burton indeed!
Lester kicked his desk. Which hurt because it was solid walnut. That was Sir bloody Philip’s fault too.
It was definitely time to break out the scotch.
“It has a ring to it, doesn’t it?”
The rest of what the wretched woman said was lost to Lester. He somehow found his way back into his own office, slammed the door and yelled his frustration.
Oh yes, it certainly did. A ring of bribery and corruption. A ring of fakery and deception. A ring of an incredibly smug and completely undeserving cad. Sir Philip Burton indeed!
Lester kicked his desk. Which hurt because it was solid walnut. That was Sir bloody Philip’s fault too.
It was definitely time to break out the scotch.