The Houses of Parliament proved a big attraction last month for the men and women from overseas. One M. P. alone, Sir Jocelyn Lucas, has already acted as guide to more than 3,000 soldiers, sailors, airmen and nurses from the Dominions itis his regular morning job. Sir Jocelyn is no dry-as-dust retailer of facts and figures. He tells his
anecdotes sih Members, both guests of iHe and customs, and enlivens his with amusing
present and past.
Visitors seldom fail to climb the 300 steps of the spiral staircase leading to the top of Big Ben, where on the wall of the Clock Chamber they write their names. The genial Sir Jocelyn is not above a little mild leg-pulling. One joke he is fond of playing round the glass-encased model of the old Houses of Parliament. -Bidding the sightseers join hands, he asks them to press gently on the glass. Nothing happens. He singles out one member of the party and suggests that he or she (usually she) is mot pressing hard enough. The next moment the model is lit up. Sir Jocelyn keeps secret the fact that all the time he is standing by a hidden switch.
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