This smacks of Lord Lucan’s leadership:

“Forward, the Light Brigade!”
Was there a man dismayed?
Not though the soldier knew
Someone had blundered.
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die.
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

JFC. No words for the dumb.

Ooooofff

but but but

Oh Simon What's it, he's looking a lot older over the last three years. I reckon Judith stole the portrait from his attic.