Friday September 14th: You're really pushing me, this week. As if picking fights with the public sector and inviting Thatcher round wasn't bad enough - the road past The Houses of Parliament is still closed. meaning I had to drive an extra 10 minutes out of my way to Oxford Street. I hear it's for some sort of security upgrade. I think Gordon's starting to get a bit paranoid. Is this a reflection of the bruising his ego has taken this week? They're not out to get you, mate. not yet, at least. Any hate that you may be getting at this exact moment in time, is just standard 'Prime Minister Hate'. Everyone thinks they can run the country better than the person who's doing it right now. I seem to recall you thinking the same thing...
So you had a bit of a tiff with the unions? You'll do a deal with them a few months down the line - everything will be forgotten. You'll go out with them for a drink after the next conference and you'll laugh about it. There is absolutely no need to barricade yourself in there.
Has anyone ever got into the Chamber at Question Time, apart from Fathers For Justice? Not in recent memory. All they did was throw condoms filled with purple powder about. They don't want to end civilisation as we know it - they just want to see their kids. And perhaps, dress up as a superhero. If you think about the amount of organised headcases we're lead to believe that there are in existence around the UK, regardless of what ethnic background they're from - you'd think someone would have tried to blow themselves up in the middle of a Parliamentary debate. If they're really looking to make a statement, then you could do worse than striking at the heart of the legislative process. I mean Fawkes tried it and got hung, drawn and quartered for his troubles, but he got his own Night.
Not bad.
Don't let them fool you - there's probably Beefeaters with Uzi's patrolling the corridors of the House of Lords. With as much Old, Rich, White Man money as there is in that place? I heard the guy who owns the copyright for water works up there. You know - Baron Wossisface. No-one's going up there without an invite, and you'd better have your hands in the air when you get to the door.
Back to the point though, Gordon - there's no use hiding - you'll have to come out and face the music eventually. So - you don't have the wave of optimism to surf anymore or 'New Prime Minister Smell', anymore. That's the breaks. But you do have got a job to do. Do it.
On top of all that, The Evening Standard are leading with 'Banking Crash Leads To Panic' - as Northern Rock customers queued to withdraw their savings, amid fears the bank could go tits up (that's a proper financial term). Gordon - I thought you were The Numbers Guy. Could you not have foreseen this. Don't tell me you had a 'Friday' moment when you had to balance a couple of books and left out a remainder so you could get your first pint in. Surely you didn't do a cowboy job, leaving the economy as hollow as a termite infested tree. Shame.
Chancellor, Alastair Darling tried to start up a mass chorus of Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life in The City at lunchtime, but all the bankers who had already spent this year's bonus on 7 new Porsches (One for every day of the week, baby!) couldn't hear him, perched on ledges 6 storeys up and ready to end it all.
In Woking related news today - McLaren Mercedes have been kicked out of the Formula 1 Constructors' Championship after being found guilty of benefitting from plans they obtained from Ferrari headquarters.
Now, I wore a Ferrari polo shirt to work today. Not out of spite, but because it matched my trainers. I must have counted about 5, maybe 6, people who said 'Oooh - you don't want to wear that round here.' - the reason being my office is across the road from a McLaren garage (Some of the cars that go through that place...They were babysitting a Ferari Enzo back in February.) I was tempted to ask what McLaren employees would do if faced with the badge of their hated rival on an item of sportswear, today of all days. There's maybe 6 guys who work there. Boffin types with white coats. I could probably handle them. Make an example of the nearest one. The rest will back off after that.
Besides, the way I feel is that McLaren needed to have more confidence in the way Lewis and Alonso drive. They've held it down so far. If Lewis can keep Alonso at bay, then he walks out of this season the first man to become champion in his rookie year. You've gotta love that. McLaren picked them to be their drivers, but they don't trust them to win the championship without dirty tricks? Weak.
So. Yeah. In short, I'll wear my damn shirt, wherever I please...
While Gordon is s Prince is stepping up the pressure again. Elton John joined him on stage last night for a cover of The Long And Winding Road. That's a big time guest, for you. Mr. Nelson is trying to bury everyone who comes to play at this venue before they've even had a chance to tune their instruments.
3121 reports that a sliver of Soft And Wet was hidden in Sign O' The Times last night and Prince banged out an instrumental version of Under The Cherry Moon.
The Daily Telegraph's review - by Bryony Gordon has a touch of the obsessive about it. But in quite a cute, kooky way. It's enthusiastic to say the least. Her closing sentence is:
"I love him. I would very much like to marry him. And I only wish that I'd gone to see him sooner."
A far cry from the complaints about muddy sound quality that fan forums have been teeming with recently, but I guess everyone has a different perspective of the show...
Once again, I was pulling double duty tonight - I met up with Jimmy from Reverend Media at Deal Real (London's finest purveyors of all manner of hip hop artefacts) to interview, rapper Kane 'Kano' Robinson, for Format Magazine. That one, complete with photos, should be hitting you in the head next month. His album, London Town, is good, by the way. It takes cojones to drop the same day as the 50/Kanye money-fight. You've gotta respect Mr. Robinson for that.
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