EL LOCO HAROLD

Colombian police are looking for El Loco Harold. There's a reward if you know where he is.



I haven’t seen Loco Harold since Klosters in 1995 when he lost a wager with Percy Dingethorpe about who could fit the most snow down his salopettes, and Boris Johnson got his foot stuck in an alpine horn.

Of course, back then he was known as non-payment-of-council-tax Harold. We were at Eton together. Frightful cad. Used to cut the nose off the stilton.

And now he's gone and joined the Colombian paramilitaries, the dog. Doesn't surprise me. Doesn't surprise me in the least.

You know what? This isn’t the same guy.