Can I do you now, sir?

If Roger Scruton didn't exist we'd have to invent him. Bless. He's in today's Spectator pointing out that: 'There is no social mobility, or society, without hierarchy'

The office cleaner who conscientiously does her job is rewarded with the friendship of the workers whom she benefits. It does not matter that her social position is a humble one; for by occupying it rightly she earns a place in society as honourable as any other. This is what George Herbert had in mind in those lines made famous by the Victorian hymn:

A servant with this clause
Makes drudgery divine:
Who sweep a room as for Thy laws
Makes that and th’ action fine.

Yeah right....God bless ya' Mr Scruton, Sir!

But this is what cracked me up.

The music mistress who wishes to help her class to understand sonata form and its role in the classical symphony will be criticised for the ‘irrelevance’ of her lessons, which ought instead to be concentrating on the kind of music that young people prefer — Oasis, for instance.

Oasis!! Oasis!! Ha ha ha. Oh my gawd. Oasis, oh Mr Scruton you don't 'alf come out wiv 'em guv', and that's no mistake. Oasis ! Ha ha ha......Oh my oh my, I've got to go and have a lie down.