Churchill was given to reading in the bathtub and,
while staying at the White House, he once became so
engrossed in an account of the Battle of Fonteney that he
forgot President Roosevelt was due to drop by to discuss the
upcoming conference in Yalta. At the appointed hour, the
President was wheeled into Churchill's quarters only to be
informed that the Prime Minister had not finished bathing.
Roosevelt was about to apologize for the intrusion and
depart when Churchill, puffing his customary cigar, strode
into the room stark naked and greeted the nonplussed world
leader with a terse, "What are you staring at, homo?"
I gather, young man, that you wish to be a Member of Parliament. The
first lesson that you must learn is, when I call for statistics about
the rate of infant mortality, what I want is proof that fewer babies
died when I was Prime Minister than when anyone else was Prime Minister....
