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Insects and diplomacy

I have returned home after 5 weeks in the UK and my house has once more been invaded.  There were ants everywhere as I walked through the front door but this time they were in the kitchen as well so my first hour was taken up with eliminating them as best I could.  This morning I scrubbed and wiped all the surfaces with white vinegar and fingers crossed they have gone somewhere else.  In the dining room there were 2 very large, dead beetles and in the courtyard a dead baby bat and two dead baby birds, ejected from the nest up in the eaves.  Needless to say there is bird muck everywhere.  The hydrangea is virtually dead as the people who were supposed to water it and keep the garden under control clearly haven't been near the place.  I have demanded my key and money back.  Happy days.

Meanwhile the UK Ambassador to the USA is being unfairly criticised for doing his job.  Jeremy Hunt quickly said that it was just the Ambassador's personal opinion and doesn't reflect the view of the government.  Wrong on both points.

The Ambassador observes and consults with his diplomats, the military attaches and even the business world before reporting his findings to the Foreign Secretary and Prime Minister - in confidence.   It has always been so and is no different from the US Ambassador in London doing the same thing.

Of course these reports reflect the view of the government and Jeremy Hunt, instead of trying to crawl out of the situation should have concentrated his interview on the extremely serious situation of who leaked these reports, why were they leaked and how could such a serious breach of security have occurred?  Diplomatic staff sign the Official Secrets Act.  I hope this comes within those rules and the person responsible is exposed and prosecuted.



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