My Da had a story he'd heard once (at least I have it in my head that he told me this, but I don't actually remember him telling me this. . . ) about the time Pierrepoint was brought over to hang somebody by the Dublin government.
Pierrepoint had - or so the story went - gone into a pub in Dublin and was getting on famously with the regulars. . . at least until someone knocked over his bag, and the rope spilled out of it.
Thing is, though, Pierrepoint didn't travel with a rope, when he came to Dublin a rope was provided for him. I suppose Slavoj Zizek would have a psychoanalytic explanation for this one, all about the obscene nature of the spectacle and so forth.
existentialist - there are a few Commonwealth countries (only in the Caribbean?) where the last court of appeal for death row prisoners is still the Privy council in London.