Fine Words Butter No Parsnips

Watching the final part of Andrew Marr's History of Modern Britain, how I longed for the return of John Major as Prime Minister. He only ever had one war, the unstoppable build up to which he inherited from his predecessor. He tried to resist the dismemberment of Yugoslavia. He maintained good relations with Russia. And, in complete seriousness, he used to tell Conservative Party Conferences that "fine words butter no parsnips". Will we ever see the like again?