AM is Vader

8th August, 2010

 

 

Cruising youtube with the kids, enjoying the genius of Randy Newman, then Sarah Maclachlan, then Edana Minghella, then found this.  Love the goofy side of Ant, and it is so great to see/hear him and laugh, not cry.

 

I wonder how many more curios like this will come out of the woodwork.

 

The Urgent Truth

5th August, 2010



On Monday 7th June (see here) Prime Minister Cameron argued that his actions were necessary and unavoidable.  We don’t like what we’re doing, but someone’s gotta clear up the mess. He said:


“We are not doing this because we want to. We are not driven by some theory or some ideology. We are doing this as a government because we have to, driven by the urgent truth…”



David Cameron answering questions from the public in Birmingham on 3 August 2010.


Yesterday, 4th August, the Prime Minister addressed a “PM Direct” event in Birmingham.  He was asked by a local fire brigade worker:


“Will you give me a pledge today that when these austere times are over, and you have the money back in the bank or you’re balancing your books, that you will look at anything that is cut during this period and go back and get those fire engines back in the places they are needed to support the public?”


Mr Cameron did not give the pledge.

 

“The direct answer to your question – should we cut things now and go back later and try and restore them later?  – I think we should be trying to avoid that approach.”


Surprise, surprise, Cameron doesn’t intend to restore public services when the deficit has been repaid.


He is not cutting public services because the money isn’t currently in the bank.  He’s not clearing up a mess.  He is not, as he claimed on 7th June, driven by an “urgent truth”.  He is not doing it “because he has to”.


He is doing it because he wants to.



No Such Thing

19th July 2010


Forgot to say: fab Saturday lunch on Gordon Ramsay’s forthcoming show with fab foodie Michelle Guish to my left, and fab food writer Anna Del Conte to my right.  That’s a lot of fab.


You can see how life on that sort of guest-list circuit might be fun: for five minutes I felt like I was some sort of Stephen Fry; oh the wit, oh the charm, oh the free lunch.  However, I did catch myself in the mirror in the Ramsay loo – and realised that I was about as good looking as Stephen Fry too.   Can’t win them all.