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My eldest son towers over me now, but otherwise not much has changed: an unpopular prime minister fights to keep his government on the rails; the country finds itself in a muddle over Europe, etc, etc, etc.
Where did all those years go?
And a broadsheet Times too!
Posted by: Robert | Thursday, January 11, 2007 at 06:29 PM
Nice parallel, Clive. Perhaps there is one wee difference - Tony is not rogering Edwina Curry. He's rogering the country.
Posted by: james higham | Thursday, January 11, 2007 at 06:38 PM
I'd forgotten all about the seductive Edwina. And the broadsheet, too - that really is a relic...
Posted by: Clive | Thursday, January 11, 2007 at 07:11 PM
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And a broadsheet Times too!
Posted by: Robert | Thursday, January 11, 2007 at 06:29 PM
Nice parallel, Clive. Perhaps there is one wee difference - Tony is not rogering Edwina Curry. He's rogering the country.
Posted by: james higham | Thursday, January 11, 2007 at 06:38 PM
I'd forgotten all about the seductive Edwina. And the broadsheet, too - that really is a relic...
Posted by: Clive | Thursday, January 11, 2007 at 07:11 PM