Suddenly, a cow walks 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”.