Goin' Orf On One
On the subject of GM crops, Prince Charles has once again "gone off on one" to quote the phrase of his interviewer, Jeff Randall. (This raises the possibility of the regal phrase "One has gorn orf on one").
On the tape recording he did indeed sound very angry, ranting like his poor, mad ancestor George III.
It's a bit rich for Charles to be scaremongering about GM foods when his own family have conducted a lengthy, and some would say unsuccessful, experiment in breeding from a restricted gene pool.
This has unleashed on the world, among others, the terrifying chimera that is Princess Anne.
As to his charge that man is interfering with nature, it's worth pointing out that man has been doing that ever since the Neolithic revolution around 3,500 BC (that's around 5,500 Before Charles) when we began cultivating crops and breeding cattle.
Admittedly, the royal family have always had an atavastic attachment to the pre-neolithic hunter-gatherer phase of human history with their obsessive huntin', shootin' and fishin', albeit relieved from the survival imperative by virtue of vast inherited wealth and state benefits.
But even this is not without 'interference with nature' for do they not intensively breed game birds so they can blast them out of the sky?
This devotion to the mass slaughter of animals served the family well in the Second World War for, whilst publicly declaring that they were suffering the same privations as their people, they were able to live high on the hog on venison, grouse and rabbit which were exempt from food rationing.
Now I'm going off on one. Time for a coffee and a biscuit.
A biscuit, I should add, whose provenance has been carefully verified to ensure it has never been within spitting distance of the Duchy of Cornwall.