Oh God, What Have I Done?

The whole idea of getting together a group of Party loyalists around a memo from me, Pudding Man and Underpants Man was to create a pre-emptive false split in the Party at a time when we can soundly crush the opposition. I realised at the time that Gordon would be hopping mad at being thrust into the fray when he wanted a smooth and quiet back-room handover.

I didn't reckon on the 2005 brigade and the old lags coming out to trump the 2001 manipulees. Nor did I think through the implications of pissing off Gordon to the point where Ladbrokes are now closing the books on my old flatmate Thicko Watson getting the job I've been waiting for... Labour Party Chief Whip.

Oh God, what have I done? Linda - pack the bags. Let's head off to Scotland where we can p**s off the ScotNats and SSPers and not be recognised in the SLP. I'll get it right next time.