last night was just a classic example of what we see week in, week out. tory party before country. i hope nobody is surprised? though mind you, what was it, 14 labour mp's? wowsers. dear sweet jeremy looks more and more like the hapless bystander who doesn't mind too much because his secret dream is coming to pass before his eyes and if it does indeed to belly-up, nobody will be able to point the finger his way. here's hoping he has an even more secret plan. of course, the erg (sic) only jumped on board because it sees may's next jolly to brussels as having failed before she steps onto the train and thus the cliff edge, er... edges closer. have to luvvittt