Brits are pretty OK with the threat of a third world war, nuclear exchange, and the inevitability of mutually assured destruction. The important thing is that they have taken back control of their borders and whatever the other two were.
However, according to a poll conducted by leading finger-on-the-pulse polling organisation Polly McPollface, Brits are more concerned that they might be subjected to ancient Greek poetry than blinding flashes of light, million degree heat, and searing radioactive sickness.
One respondent told us, 'Nuclear armageddon? Naah, won't even wear a mask for that one, mate. What scares the crap out of me is that Boris might start reciting verses from ancient Greek poems. I mean, I like him and everything, and I'd vote for him no matter what, but you know what he's like. He's been waiting for this all of his life.
'He'll whip out a fat cigar quicker than you can say 'oven ready', exaggerate his hunch and utter the words we've all been longing for. You know the ones, 'It is my great regret to inform you that we are at war...' How brilliant would that be? That's all we've ever wanted to hear, and why I pretended to support Millwall and organised a few Barneys in the 80s.
'Now if I thought it would be that and a few lines about fighting on the beaches then, like him, I would be in hog heaven. But you just know that he won't be able to help himself trot out the odd verse of ancient Greek. And that stuff don't even rhyme. We didn't take back control of our borders only to have that old foreign muck thrown at us.'