Tag Archives: Derek Draper

Morning roundup, Thursday 7th May 2009

Because the dirty mind is a perpetual feast (and because I know you've all got dirty minds), we're going to start with this frankly ROCKIN' headline from LabourHome: "Gordon has his best PMQs for months and satisfies Joanna afterwards". Saucy devil! [Cue Leslie Phillips style sniggering];

Morning roundup, Monday 20th April 2009

Short version today, comrades: premium service (in as much as my powers allow me) tomorrow.

As the farago over the Erith and Thamesmead selection continues, with the evil hands of McDraper's henchmen providing a scapegoat, Tom Harris examines The Rise of the Meritocracy;
Blackburn Labour is all, "bring me the head of Derek Draper!";
It's the Budget on Wednesday, [...]

Morning roundup, Friday 27th March 2009

The Gord's developed a sudden interest in ensuring theoretic Catholics can theoretically get their theoretical mits on the sparkly hat once Her Maj (gawd bless yer, Ma'am) shuffles off this mortal coil, producing some hilarious outpourings from the chaps who have firms views about the role of the ladies about "state sponsored sectarianism" and how the Pope is in favour of "equality in all its forms." Evan Harris has got a Private Member's Bill on the subject today.

Morning(ish) roundup, Tuesday 17th February 2009

No roundup yesterday I'm afraid because I was assisting the Inter-parliamentary Coalition for Combating Antisemitism with day one of their London Conference by carrying bags (natch), taking coats, and clerking a working group.

Morning roundup, Monday 9th February 2009

The row over RBS' munificence with taxpayers' money rumbles on and the approach of the bankers involved appears to be, in the words of Tom Freeman's rather catchy bus slogan, "please give generously or the economy gets it."

Morning roundup, Wednesday 4th February 2009

The Times reveals that Cameron takes a gamble on a £200k donation from a slot machine billionaire, shortly before the entire shadow front bench decide dthat the delights of the Bognor casino scene need to be enshrined on the Ainshunt Freedoms list (in between MPs rights to turn their offices into whorehouses unmolested by the hand of plod, and the Collected Speeches of St Davis of Magnercarter). Orwell would have been proud.