For to år siden sagde jeg her i Parlamentet, at jeg var bange for, at Lissabontraktaten kunne ende som fisken i Hemingways roman "Den gamle mand og havet", som efter en lang kamp ankom til havnen nærmest som en dynge ben.
Two years ago, in this House, I was saying that I was afraid that the Treaty of Lisbon might end up like the fish in The Old Man and the Sea, Hemingway's novella, which, after a long battle, arrived at the harbour almost as a pile of bones.