Just the Thing for a Monday Morning

As befits a statesman of such gravitas, the Ascended Incarnation of the Vicar of Downing Street will be pushing his book on early morning television tomorrow. The show is a new one, with the Nietzschean title Daybreak; one of the presenters, Adrian Chiles, has a jolly demeanour and has been accused of financial greed, so it seems there will be a reasonable basis for mutual understanding. I am sure that even the best-paid minions of ITV will not emulate the good people of Dublin, some of whom displayed blatant ingratitude for Tony's achievement in claiming personal credit for the outbreak of peace in Northern Ireland. One highlight of Tony's vaguely autobiographical bunker-buster (admirably filleted here by the Virtual Stoa) is the comparison Tony draws between himself and the sainted Princess of Wales, one of whose relatives will be facing the jolly demeanour and its colleague this Friday. The thought of a working week with Tube strike is made somehow bearable by the prospect of missing it all.