Nicolas Sarkozy and me

Nicolas Sarkozy, the French president, recently claimed that the British don’t understand the European mindset because they live on an island.

Although he didn’t say this, the notion that the British are a simple seafaring folk that live on an island is irrestible.
The scene, a Brussels EU meeting, chaired by president Sarkozy of France
First, we see a pool of sea water slowly advancing from under the entrance door and across the floor of the conference room.
Next,  the member  nearest the entrance door wrinkles his  nose with disgust.
“What eez zat smell – c’est terrible!” He  exclaims.
Next, a herring appears.
This explains ze terrible smell.
We see that it  held by a hand, a red, weatherbeaten hand that is encrusted with salt.
It is obviously owned by a seafaring person.
Or a fisherman.
Perhaps even a seafaring person or a fisherman that lives on an island.
The door opens a little more.
Next we see an arm.
We see that it is covered by what seems to be a simple fisherman’s jersey.
We also see that it is encrusted with fish scales.
Oh, and isn’t that a bit of fishing line with a fish hook on the end of it?
Finally, the door opens.
A figure stands there.
He sniffs the breeze – the breeze from the air conditioning of course.
“Winds a-setting in the sou’ west,” he mutters in a rich seafaring type accent, “tide’ll be on the turn afore ye can shake the jib mast at a landlubber.”
He advances across the room, stopping only to shake the water from his sea boots and nibble at the herring.
“Alors, ce’st le British member!” exclaims President Sarkozy.