Conversations on the Tube: John Bercow vs Nicola Sturgeon

Part One

John walked up to the tube bound for Westminster, briefcase in hand and ready for a long day of shouting "ordeeer" to his parliamentary colleagues, when he suddenly stopped...

"Sturgeon! Fancy seeing you down this neck of the woods", John exclaimed with a tad of sarcasm hidden deep within his hazel eyes.

"Ah, Mr Speaker, hello. I'm looking forward to the itinerary for today's debates." John looked down at his immaculate blue suede shoes as they entered the tube carriage and sighed.

"Ah, yes... Off the record, I do wish they'd put a stop and call it all off." (Another day of Brexit debates were taking place in the Commons.)

"It was all your parties and governments fault though, if..."

"Err, excuse me!" John cut in, "but it's definitely not my government or wishes at all Nicola, with respect."

John awkwardly shuffled around and found a space to sit next to the honourable member.

"But I thought you're still a Tory at heart Bercow?"

"Well I was..." John truthfully and carefully replied, "but my wife Sally has been filling me in recently with some hard truths about things and certain policies so I guess I'm now more... well, left at heart or at least I like to think I take a centre left sort of stance on it all, anyway..."

There was a brief silence as they waited for members of the public to make up their minds where they were going or if they wanted to go anywhere at all. They both suspected the group to be tourists, probably lost but seeming to be happy about it regardless.