A big
from me too, at Lady D's master plan.
Ros has nothing on you, Lady. They would take you on at Thames House like a shot.
Wishing you the best of luck for the success of your mission. The thoughts and lusts of the whole Academy ride with you. 
I would so love to be a fly on the wall when you lot meet up. I can just imagine the reaction of the other diners in the restaurant when a bevy of delightful, intelligent and very classy ladies, appear, all ''on their own'' as men say of women not accompanied by a man to give the occasion legitimacy.
All hug, sit and start in on multiple toasts in their Prosecco, which they refer to as something that sounds something like like ''Fizzy Gizzy'' ,
And all to a mysterious entity they call ''The Man''.
It would be rather like Charlie's Angels, on steroids.
Meanwhile, in view of the recent Scotsman interview this made me giggle - and speculate.
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