That may well be true, but no-one likes a tell tale, Mr Prescott.
Funny, could've sworn Nick Griffin said exactly the same thing.
As they sat there, each being worked on by a different barber, not a word was spoken.
The barbers were both afraid to start a conversation, for fear it would turn to politics.
As the barbers finished their shaves, the one who had Blair in his chair reached for the aftershave. Blair was quick to stop him, jokingly saying, "No thanks. My wife, Cherie, will smell that and think I've been in a brothel."
The second barber turned to Cameron and said, "How about you, Mr. Cameron?"
Cameron replied, "Go right ahead, my wife doesn't know what the inside of a brothel smells like".
If anyone fancies burgling his house, now might be a good time.
Dinner with the Prime Minister David Cameron = £1 Million.
Dinner with the Chancellor George Osborne = £750,000.
Dinner with Nick Clegg = Half a bag of chips and a Curly Wurly.