April 30th, 2006


Tony Blair gives a rousing speech about how he is going to pursue and harry foreign criminals out of the country. A few days later it emerges that large numbers of foreign criminals, slated for deportation, have been allowed out of prison and back into the community and the Home Office doesn't know where they are. Even worse, Home Secretary Charles Clarke has been aware of the situation for the best part of a year and is only now, after the media tumbled to the story, taking (frantic) steps to sort it out.


Almost simultaneously we learn that Deputy Prime Minister John Prescott has been enjoying extra-marital rumpy-pumpy with his diary secretary. Remember the solemn memorial service (or whatever it was) for the Iraqi war dead at St. Paul's Cathedral? Immediately after, he and she hightailed it back to Prescott's grace and favour apartment over Admiralty Arch and went at it like little rabbits.

And the local elections are less than a week away.

If people weren't getting killed because of these clowns- and if they weren't hell-bent on curtailing our liberties- I might even feel sorry for them.

Dr Who: School Reunion.

I was tearing up at the end. The Doctor has an inner life and we were glimpsing it.

He's also a bit of a bastard; He loves 'em and leaves 'em. One of the great things about the Doctor- from Hartnell on- is that he's never been blandly heroic.

This was the best episode of the second season (thus far).

I still feel the episodes are too short. The bad guys aren't given long enough to establish themselves.

Tony Head's performance made me want to see him as Count Dracula. What a fine actor he is! "Pitch perfect" said the director.

I'm getting accustomed to David Tennant.

I feel like Rose does about Mickey: does he really have to come along?