Boris Johnston stuck his hand into the drawer of random cutlery and pulled out a flat four inch fish-shaped piece of steel.
‘Excellent, a Tudor fish knife!’ he declared.
He was, of course, wrong. The metal might have been fashioned into the form of a fish, but the work had been almost certainly done by a machine in twenty-first century China. Added to this, the fish was only decorative, with no practical function.
This was just another of the Prime Minister’s lies.