Absolute gold. He is a man, a politician and a king amongst men, a rare feet in this day and age. John Howard didn’t get it but a knighthood I grant to this man, from now on know as Sir Busell.

If you are not aware of this man the short story is that during a meeting in 2005. Sir Buswell, other people (of unknown identity) and a ‘woman’ were in some sort of discussion. During this meeting the ‘woman’ rose out of her chair to move to a different area of the room where Sir Buswell lent in and delivered the most suitable jesture a man can give when a woman stands. He sniffed her chair!

In a normal world, where women are comfortable with their position in life, hilarity would have ensued and winks and high fives would have roamed free. Unfortunately we live in a topsy tervy world where the compliment of ‘chair sniffing’ can be misunderstood and turned into a bloody storm in a tea cup.

As quickly as Sir Buswell was knighted he has been stripped of this prestigious title. Why you ask? Because at a press conference where Buswell should have proudly defied the sparrow hearted media about his behaviour he caved. He turned his back, had a think about things and pulled the weakest manoeuvre a man can…. he cried. He apologised for his behaviour and backed up from the ‘chair sniff’ like a Todd McKenny does at a gay bar.

I am torn in this situation. Does Buswell qualify for the hall of fame based on his excellent performance or his ability to turn on the waterworks?