William Hague - My Fake Diary

Sunday, 5 February 2012

As I awoke this morning in the Kenyan hotel bedroom, Brutus my personal protection officer leant over, caressed my nipple and said how hot he was finding things.

I thought he meant the nights activities, but he was referring to the weather.

That's the last time I let him romp in a hotel bedroom with me, and will slumber with personal assistant Lucien again tonight. I had to take him in hand.

The meeting yesterday with Somalia's president Sheikh Sharif Ahmed, went well. I like it that they do not allow woman in the meetings here.

I hope Ffion doesn't get to see this diary though.