way over due

no excuse, just been sitting on laptop. Started FT now, more frequent posts to come soon.

Prime Ministers Questions begins with, as all things in Parliament, with a supremely silly quasi-royal ceremony, in this case a procession of poncy men in flowing black robes, occasionally proclaiming various random things (in latin or british, can’t tell)

The question time itself was quite fun, especially because Cameron (my guy) got the better of Blair. It opened with an Labour MP’s attempted jab at Cameron that floundered as the backbencher paused (‘uh…’) to look at his cue card. Then Blair bollocksed up a comment (“We proposed anti-social behavior!”). Then Cameron asked a variety of sharp, heckling-producing questions and pre-packaged one-liners that were still funny (this government is a sinking ship – the only question is when the captain is going to leave!)

Then there was a smattering of Tory jabs at the Deputy Prim Minister, who is sleaze ridden and scandle-hounded. He’s main crime, however, is being profoundly Old Labour, and all his class warfare jabs how now come home to roost.

PMQs epitomize what I enjoy about Commons, its rough and tumble nature. Not the bloody high and mighty US Senate (world’s greatest collection of inarticulate, uninspiring windbags).