So, much sadness when your son who has joined up in the army gets killed in the line of fire. It’s a terrible thing, it may be a pointless war but, you know, don’t join the army if you don’t want to take the risk. So far, so so.
But when the Prime Minister of the whole entire country takes time out to write you a personal letter of condolence – not just a ‘print me off one of those condolence thingies Miss Jones. Oh, and sign it for me would you?’ – but a real letter in his own handwriting, would you pick him up on spellings and general bad handwriting? We think not. Apart from anything, it’s rude! ‘Oi, this In Sympathy card you sent me – you’ve put ‘there’ when it should have been ‘their” Plain rude.
Then, after you’ve been got at by The Sun, that most patriotic of newspapers owned by an Australian who wants to overthrow the monarchy, you lie in wait for a phone call of apology from the Prime Minister, because your disgruntlement has become national news and you know he’s the sort of man who’ll follow up.
And when he does very kindly call to say sorry for the bad handwriting, you hit the record button on your no doubt Sun-provided tape recorder, argue with the man and take the recording to The Sun.
Nice people. We won’t be sending flowers, just in case they’re the wrong ones and we get them thrown back at us.