Got to get this transport thing sorted out. That Livingstone man would crow if we had to abandon cross rail - I'd be pretty cross as well.
Oh for the days when I could chair that week thingie. Awful Hislop creep. Lots of fun though.
Then editor of the Spectator - that was a doddle. Nice skirt as well.
But this GLC game, it's a nightmare at times. I have to be so bloody serious.
Who do I think I am? Blue blooded - that's what I am!
Only blue bloods bleed.