March 3 Summit to tackle Old Firm ‘shame’

William G Peterson and Ronald F Waterstone faced each other over their over-sized leather desk and through matching horn rimmed glasses. Their deputies, armed with laptops, notes, kindles and folders, waited to be called up one by one to attack or defend a particular point of contention like besuited pokemon. It was only a matter of time before their internal power struggles became public and each realised whilst some compromise would be necessary, he who blinked first would be like prime fillet laid out before the master butcher.
' I am happy to concede your men acted with no malice ' Peterson began.

' And I am willing to accept the accident was not intentional ' Waterstone returned with the precision of a two handed backhand.

George H Robinson meanwhile, ex of Peterson, Waterstone and Robinson was busy emailing another limerick to every name in the company address book.