The Queen and I [antikvár]

I Uneasy Lies the Head The Queen was in bed watching television with Harris. It was election night, ii.20 pm, Thursday 9 April 1992. Harris yawned, displaying his sharp teeth and liver-coloured tongue. 'Are you bored with the election, my darling?' asked the Queen, stroking Harris's back. Harris barked at the television, where a display of computer graphics (little men in top hats) was jerking about on the screen. The Queen watched with amiused incomprehension for a while, before realising that the red, blue and orange computer men represented the present composition of the House of Commons. A tall man with flailing arms stood in front of the display and gabbled about the accuracy of opinion polls and the likelihood of a hung parliament. The Queen reached for the remote control and turned the volume down. She recalled how, earlier in the day, a secretary had passed her a clipping from a Conservative newspaper, saying, 'This may amuse you. Ma'am.' It certainly had amused her. A spirit medium employed by the paper had claimed to have been in touch with Stalin, Hitier and Ghengis Khan, who had all assured the medium that, given the opportunity, they would have been hot-footing it to the polling stations and voting Labour. She had shown the clipping to Philip at dinner, but he 15 ill ill jh 1 1 i ', ! T-i i if• h 1 ( ¦,'V » I t.'ip 1J l ','t' ,1 ¦ ' i , ¦ !¦. 1 1 ; I : I