When does the shooting start?

"Once those bobbies were lapping up their fish and chips".......

Are you sure they weren't on bicycles two by two?

You Sir, are an idiot. I suspect the nearest you've ever been to Reading is when you looked it up on google earth.

Reading is a place in Berkshire, pronounced redding, if anyone wonders.....about ten miles down the road from The Queen in Windsor, and a few miles from an aged Aunt of mine in Slough.
Slough always smells of chocolate, as it is home to a massive Mars factory.

Here endeth the travelogue.

Ah! And those French, with their tonneaulx of wine!

This is that Russian propagandist. One wishes he wold get a regular job.