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This is video of Richard Dearlove, former head of MI6, being harangued and chased off by people armed only with what seem perfectly fair (if sometimes long winded) questions...
Ex MI6 controller harangued
i didn't know there was a we are change uk, i'd seen the american lot getting at various people ... i bet it could be quite fun ... 
I wonder if this is standard practice at MI5 / MI6. At least he didn't lash out :
See shoplifter story on https://business.guardian.co.uk/story/0, ... ss&feed=24
See shoplifter story on https://business.guardian.co.uk/story/0, ... ss&feed=24
Couldn't have been that good as an undercover agent if he got caught .. and allowing his place of work to be known. Maybe he used the excuse : I am an MI5 agent, I need to steal these books on encryption to do my job .. and Maggie (or whoever was in charge) wouldn't buy them for me.luke wrote:you'd think they'd get paid enough at mi5 that they wouldn't have to be shoplifting in the first place!
I wonder if there is any subtle link between his name "Dearlove", and "Dr. Strangelove" in
Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb
https://imdb.com/title/tt0057012/
Update : Doing a google search I see the association has been made by others before.
Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb
https://imdb.com/title/tt0057012/
Update : Doing a google search I see the association has been made by others before.
did I say MI5? I meant MFI!
haha, well about 1995 there was a sketch in my local pub one afternoon. This guy was being a total arsehole so I chased him out, then he came back threatening me and my pals, so I set about him, gave him a fat lip and threw him out again. In this scuffle he dropped a packet of bacon from his pocket - at which point one of my pals stood on a chair, holding the bacon in the air, shouting 'Thanks for the pound of flesh ya bawbag!' haha
The guy came back again about 10 minutes later and started again, so I chased him out the pub, but he was lying in wait with an glass Irn Bru bottle and smashed it over my head. I looked at him and said 'You'll need to try harder than that' and started chasing him (no idea what I was actually going to do!) but this old guy tripped him up and let me jump in. After a few seconds the old boy (at least 65) had me in an armlock and a foot on the neck of the guy on the ground!
I was well impressed with his moves and immediately gave up. A plain clothes cop appeared and the old boy let him deal with the ned, but flashed a small lapel badge at the cop and told him he'd deal with me. 'Dealing with me' turned out to be a small chat in the pub, with me buying a couple of drams of malt for him. He basically just told me to be careful in future and not to lose the rag with scum - wise words really.
I asked him about the badge and he said it was MI5. It could have been anything really, but that plain-clothes cop immediately reacted to it.
haha, well about 1995 there was a sketch in my local pub one afternoon. This guy was being a total arsehole so I chased him out, then he came back threatening me and my pals, so I set about him, gave him a fat lip and threw him out again. In this scuffle he dropped a packet of bacon from his pocket - at which point one of my pals stood on a chair, holding the bacon in the air, shouting 'Thanks for the pound of flesh ya bawbag!' haha
The guy came back again about 10 minutes later and started again, so I chased him out the pub, but he was lying in wait with an glass Irn Bru bottle and smashed it over my head. I looked at him and said 'You'll need to try harder than that' and started chasing him (no idea what I was actually going to do!) but this old guy tripped him up and let me jump in. After a few seconds the old boy (at least 65) had me in an armlock and a foot on the neck of the guy on the ground!
I was well impressed with his moves and immediately gave up. A plain clothes cop appeared and the old boy let him deal with the ned, but flashed a small lapel badge at the cop and told him he'd deal with me. 'Dealing with me' turned out to be a small chat in the pub, with me buying a couple of drams of malt for him. He basically just told me to be careful in future and not to lose the rag with scum - wise words really.
I asked him about the badge and he said it was MI5. It could have been anything really, but that plain-clothes cop immediately reacted to it.
thats quite a story