The front door of Meade Towers is being repainted soon and the decorator arrived today to discuss colours. As we stood on the pavement pondering the options on his colour chart, a “faceless eurocrat” who lives a few doors away came by, on his way back to his EU Commission office after lunch. We haven’t met since about 15 days BB (Before Brexit) and he stopped to express his dismay and condolences at the result. I thanked him and apologised for being British. Then he noticed the decorator waving his bits of coloured paper and asked what was happening. “I’m having the front door painted like a Union Jack”, I said, “but I’m having trouble finding the right shade of red”.
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