The state banquet at Buckingham Palace – Xi Jinping, David Cameron, Jeremy Corbyn, Her Majesty. DC and JC were in white-bow-tie top and tails; admittedly, Xi Jinping’s outfit was more modest – a sort of revolutionary guard button-up jacket and dog collar, it had a hint of the anglo-Catholic priest – but nevertheless the final sentence in Animal Farm captures the jolly mood of the kness-up nicely.
The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.
Not that it upset the creatures unduly. Reportedly, the servants gobbed in the soup, got pissed on the leftover brandy and troughed the remaining Entrement au Chocolat, Mangue et Citron vert. It was a fine time, aside from the young dishwasher who puked on an orchid, a good time was had by all (JC too?)