Village Shepherd

There was once a managing director of one of our great British institutions. He had started his business life as a member of a Quango, so had never been elected. But he had been to the right school and he'd gained a degree from the right university and he spoke up rather frequently at meetings of the Quango, so he became known as a 'good chap'. He'd moved on to the boards of one or two companies (his father was in business) and in his early forties was considered to be such a bright hope that he was chosen as Managing Director of a large retail firm.