Yep, ages ago.
As David Davis predicted it was the easiest trade deal in history, it was a glorous day.
Representatives from BMW and the major Prosecco producers were on hand to force the EU to rubber stamp whatever Britain wanted and the Eurocrats were so excited that Britain was going to munificently bestow a few billion of their worthless euros on them that they never even bothered to read the small print.
As expected Eire begged on bended knee to be allowed to rejoin the Union in order to share in our glorious new future thus instantly solving any potential border issue, this disappointed James Brokenshire as he had already come up with a genius but ever so simple solution had their been any unexpected hiccups, he'll go far and is a shoe-in for the post of Irish High Commisioner once direct rule of Dublin resumes from Westminister.
Meanwhile, before the EU had even finished squiggling their signatures, Liam Fox was literally mobbed by representatives from the US and China pleading for us to allow them to buy our exports, while a fistfight broke out between South Korea and Japan over who could get first dibs on our pigs ears, as Australia flicked through our catalogue of innovative jams, in what can only be described as childlike, open-mouthed wonder.
As our triumphant Brexiteers swept out of the hall, the EU27 broke into an impromptu round of "For he's a jolly good fellow" in enthusiastic if broken English and as a farewell surprise forced an envelope on a majestic Theresa May. With her usual quiet competence she quickly opened the envelope to find that a tearful European public had had a whipround as an act of gratitude for over a century of English all-round good eggness in standing up for freedom and democracy in the face of various kaisers, dictators and suchlike, something we are far too humble to ever mention ourselves. By happy coincidence the amount raised was the equivalent of £350m per week in perpetuity, enough to completely and permanently solve all the issues with the NHS. There wasn't a dry eye in the room by the end as the Europeans folded themselves into a group hug, comforting each other with the knowledge that although they may have lost the best of them but the relationship with the UK would remain deep, special and strong, and we'd continue to keep a benevolent eye on them.
In other news all the brown people in the UK have quietly packed their bags and returned home, leaving polite notes apologising for all the terrible inconvenience they've caused. As is historically the case, the sudden mass emigration of millions of people has caused the domestic UK economy to boom in a virtuous circle of full employment, low inflation and higher wages, for reasons I obviously don't need to explain.
How did you miss it? :?