A minute later someone jostled his left arm, spilling Guinness. Guido turned to see a bloated Damian McBride, tenner in hand, looking straight ahead and studiously ignoring him in a definitely-not-apologising manner. So do you punch the Prime Minister’s spin doctor in the face there and then, or given you are a Guinness drinker, take your time over getting revenge? “Good things come to those who wait.”
Sunday, 19 April 2009
Bet he regrets spilling that pint now ...
Guido confesses what really made him stitch up McBride: