Posh, clueless, military background, thought selling breeze blocks of Macro cheese to the French and cooking sausages over a candle flame were task winning ideas, copped off with Katie Hopkins in a match made in hell...

Thanks for giving me a laugh. Perfect summing up.

Ah, the cheese bloke. I remember him well. Thought the French would love Kraft processed cheese. Didn't work out well, as I remember.