Sometimes I despair at the hopelessness of the Number 10 operation. Will someone please explain what on earth the policy is in relation to whether ministers are allowed to campaign for a British exit from the EU. How on earth can anyone of sound mind believe that a vote on Eur...
Oh dear, the Rampton Wing of the Tory Party haven’t been taking their medication again, with the inevitable consequences of carpet biting, howling at the moon, frothing at the mouth and causing mischief on the media This weekend we are rather spoilt for choice. John Redwood wa...
Just why is BT so bloody awful? We have been without a properly functioning internet for over a week. My wife works from home and I broadcast from home. An Internet that works properly is therefore fundamental. Now for the boring stuff. Eventually an engineer came to the concl...
All politicians, no matter how loathed, are publicly loved after death. Usually through gritted teeth. Charlie Kennedy was different. He was loved during his lifetime in an environment which can be brutal, hypocritical, malign and utterly ruthless. To say he was without enemie...
If an old hack like me is bored senseless with Labour’s leadership campaign I would imagine that the public are oblivious to it. What is so depressing is the sheer mind numbing banality of it all. Yvette no longer dresses like a nun on holiday, has had personality training and...
I was just scrolling though the Mail online to get my daily fix of my chum the splendid Quentin Letts, when I noticed my bewigged face staring back at me. It was when I went on strike last year. Never adverse to see my picture in the newspapers I thought it would be a good i...
I don’t believe for one moment that the Edstone is laying unloved in a Woolwich warehouse guarded unloved by its engraver who is a Tory supporter. This must be a wicked lie told by the Tory press to a cowed and desperate people whom Rupert Murdoch and the Conservative fear mac...
I imagine that The Eternal Leader will be lining up his field guns for a mass execution of dissenters. I suspect that the gilt has worn off the Farage gingerbread. You can be a dictator when you are winning, but once you lose the magic dust, once your party gets fed up with yo...
Now that the dust has settled and the stretcher bearers and grave diggers have gone home, it is time to see which way the political wind might blow. I can’t understand why Labour needs to search it’s soul and find out what went wrong as it is so blindingly obvious. There was n...
Nobody can be more delighted than me that Michael Gove has been made Secretary of State for Justice and that the gothic horror of Grayling has been finally exorcised from the department. I am not suggesting that the legal profession should be dancing in the streets; for the t...