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, dear boy.
Times, 16 July 2006