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As may be apparent from the terse and rapid posting I am trying to get the job out the door before another interruption.

This one involves a family funeral, and will result in my absence until later in the week.

I am having a little bet with myself about whether or not, by the time I return, Gordon Brown will have sacrificed Gorbals Mick upon the altar of his own career.

As to Esther Rantzen standing for election, I never thought I’d say it, but, damn it, I think I’d rather vote for the bloody BNP. Rantzen is a founder member of the Righteous (© leg-iron), and largely responsible, thanks to her initial near-monopoly of mawkish sentimentalism on television, for the creation of the modern society in which parents are routinely blackmailed and terrorised by their own children. Those who vote for this sinister celebrity have only themselves to blame for the consequences.

On the positive side, one of the things I have to do is to send off once again to the LPUK for a renewed supply of business cards. The penny appears to be dropping with the public, who seem to find UKIP, a single-issue pressure-group, to be a less than satisfactory electoral option, and who badly want someone to vote for who will sort out this appalling mess and return the country to something resembling civilisation.

Back later.