At first they came for the smokers but I did not speak out as I did not smoke. Then they came for the binge drinkers but I said nothing as I did not binge. Now they have an obesity strategy.
I wouldn't have minded walking into the sea and not stopping when I saw this, but Mr Scribbles says it's tactical. He thinks it's like Brown's getting his grubby fingers all over the faint beating heart of the Tory party, and there's not a damn thing they can do about it.
Brown does seem to be enjoying very much messing with the Tories heads.
Personally, I worry Brown will be far more stained by her than she will be by him. It's not nice to look at.
I think the Tories are doing a pretty good job of self-destruction on their own. Labour is more in need of pulling back disaffected voters. This is the worst way to do it.
This is also the week when the government required changes to funding rules in higher education that might well cost me my job.
It is hard for me to now love Brown with or without the help of Saatchi and Saatchi.
In war generals don't kill generals; the touching part of this story about Brown and Thatcher is the reaction it has produced in the faithful. Doesn't anyone pay attention?
MacDonald was excreated; Attlee ignored; Gaitskill ridiculed; Wilson loathed; Callaghan despised; Kinnock patronised; Smith: Who?; Blair hated. That's Labour dealt with. On the other hand, no Tory Leader has left office followed by the fond good wishes of his (and, notably, her) friends because by that time they had none. I suspect at the finish they have so few people whom they have not betrayed to speak to life is lonely.
Amongst the political class friendships have long existed across party boundaries: Powell and Benn; Benn and Joseph; Aitken and Abbott. Think of it like cops and robbers or poachers and gamekeepers; in the end the only people who understand are those who have been through it themselves.
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I wouldn't have minded walking into the sea and not stopping when I saw this, but Mr Scribbles says it's tactical. He thinks it's like Brown's getting his grubby fingers all over the faint beating heart of the Tory party, and there's not a damn thing they can do about it.
Brown does seem to be enjoying very much messing with the Tories heads.
Personally, I worry Brown will be far more stained by her than she will be by him. It's not nice to look at.
I think the Tories are doing a pretty good job of self-destruction on their own. Labour is more in need of pulling back disaffected voters. This is the worst way to do it.
This is also the week when the government required changes to funding rules in higher education that might well cost me my job.
It is hard for me to now love Brown with or without the help of Saatchi and Saatchi.
In war generals don't kill generals; the touching part of this story about Brown and Thatcher is the reaction it has produced in the faithful. Doesn't anyone pay attention?
MacDonald was excreated; Attlee ignored; Gaitskill ridiculed; Wilson loathed; Callaghan despised; Kinnock patronised; Smith: Who?; Blair hated. That's Labour dealt with. On the other hand, no Tory Leader has left office followed by the fond good wishes of his (and, notably, her) friends because by that time they had none. I suspect at the finish they have so few people whom they have not betrayed to speak to life is lonely.
Amongst the political class friendships have long existed across party boundaries: Powell and Benn; Benn and Joseph; Aitken and Abbott. Think of it like cops and robbers or poachers and gamekeepers; in the end the only people who understand are those who have been through it themselves.
Why what? Why did he invite or why did she accept?
Good picture of Lady Thatcher and the former PM of Ukraine, Ms Tymoshenko in Saturday's paper. They were BOTH smiling.
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