To Rab Butler about a stack of papers:

Macmillan: What are those?
Butler: Policies.
Macmillan: Oh, I beg you, not policies. They come back to haunt you. Give them broad sunlit uplands, dear boy.


Times, 16 July 2006


Macmillan: What are those? Butler: Policies. Macmillan: Oh, I beg you, not policies. They come back to haunt you. Give them broad sunlit uplands,...

Macmillan: What are those? Butler: Policies. Macmillan: Oh, I beg you, not policies. They come back to haunt you. Give them broad sunlit uplands,...

Macmillan: What are those? Butler: Policies. Macmillan: Oh, I beg you, not policies. They come back to haunt you. Give them broad sunlit uplands,...

Macmillan: What are those? Butler: Policies. Macmillan: Oh, I beg you, not policies. They come back to haunt you. Give them broad sunlit uplands,...