A ticking off for Blears!
Gordon Brown is stood like a teacher in front of Hazel Blears.
Gordon: Why are you here do you think Blears?
Hazel: Because of the rude things that I wrote Mr Brown.
Gordon: That's right.
Hazel: Sorry Sir.
Gordon: It's not me you need to say sorry to Blears. I'm used this type of abuse. It's your friends you need to apologise to.
Hazel: Why sir?
Gordon: Poor Alan, Harriet and even old Neil, they all had to give up their holiday weekend to tell everyone how wonderful I am – didn't they!
Hazel: Sorry Sir – I bet it was awful for them.
Gordon: I bet it was! But I can't just be the only one to say it can I?
Hazel : No Sir.
Gordon flexes a cane.
Gordon: Right, as a punishment six of the best!
Hazel: Yes Sir.
Hazel bends over.
Gordon: No you stupid girl. Not you – me.
Gordon gives her the cane and bends over.
Gordon: Make them f**king hard ones Hazel!
Ends