Cherie Blair is touring the countryside in a chauffeur-driven car. Suddenly, a cow jumps out into the road, they hit it full on and the car comes to a stop. Cherie, in her usual charming manner, says to the chauffeur: 'You get out and check - you were driving. ' The chauffeur gets out, checks and reports that the animal is dead. 'You were driving; go and tell the farmer, ' says Cherie. Five hours later, the chauffeur returns totally plastered, hair ruffled with a big grin on his face. 'My god, what happened to you? 'asks Cherie. The chauffeur replies: ' When I got there, the farmer opened his best bottle of malt whisky, the wife gave me a slap-up meal and the daughter made love to me. ' 'What on earth did you say? 'asks Cherie. ' I knocked on the door, and when it was answered, I said to them: ' I'm Cherie Blair's chauffeur and I've just killed the cow.