What the Poap would say on 'Thought for the Day'.

I don't have permission to copy this but hey, no-one reads this blog anyway.

“Good Morning, John. Good morning, Sarah. And good morning, Rabbi Lionel Blue. It’s a great pleasure to be here to offer you my Thought for the Day. Who indeed would have ‘Thought’ it, eh? That’s my little joke, written and approved for me by the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith. What we call things is important isn’t it? So I’m not sure Thought for the Day is quite right: Sounds dangerously pluralist to me. They’ll be suggesting a secular Thought for the Day next. Or, worse, an Anglican one. I’ve toyed with Encyclical of the Day, but that seems a bit long. Perhaps Bull of the Day? But the producers here at the BBC tell me that it’s been called that for some time anyway. I’m told I have only three minutes, though I hope it’ll feel like an eternity, if you follow me. And you should, before it’s too late. People ask why I’ve come to Britain. Simple, I reply. I was invited. Rather in the same way as I was invited by English Anglo-Catholics to offer them a home in Rome. Of course, in one sense – and there is only One – Britain is under my authority, so I do see that I have invited myself. And that’s the point, really, and the Thought I want to leave you with today, here on Today: This is not a State visit. I specifically asked for it not to be. The Queen can’t invite me to visit, because she is so-called Supreme Head of a Church whose orders are invalid. So, rather, I have invited the Queen to visit me. In England. It’s a question not only of being holy and apostolic, you see, but universal. So it’s not a question of your people coming to Rome. Rome is coming to you. We know where you live. And don’t think I just live in the Vatican – what do you think I am, Patriarch of the West? No, I’m Patriarch of the whole darned shooting match, thankyou very much, as I tried to explain to the Archbishop of Canterbury when I told him to come to Rome last year. It’s a question of authority, you see. Not Her Majesty’s, not her Church of England’s, not the British state’s – or for that matter the British state broadcaster’s. I gather there used to be a Broadcasting Standards Authority, but that’s gone now. As I’m told has the authority of the BBC. That’s what the nice young Jesuit, Mark Thompson, said when he invited me here. He has no authority either. It’s all mine. And best for us all that you recognise that. Pax vobiscum.”