This morning, Sarah Brown, wife of the UK Prime Minister, laid out her hubby's best bib and tucker so that he looks his best when he goes to see Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II at the Palace.
Suited and booted, our Gordon, great Scotsman and Prime Minister has been informed that the ConDem coalition has agreed, behind closed doors, to give the UK back to it's rightful owners, the Conservative Party.
As Cleggie said so often, no more back door deals, no promises in smoked filled rooms. Liar.
Meanwhile the Mrs Cameron and Clegg are off choosing soft furnishings for no 10. Nothing changes it seems.
Tories throughout the south of England are organising DaveDay parties (paid for from MP's expenses, naturally). New Tory MP's are even now being instructed, as a priority, on how to get their expenses in before Labour MP's, in case the money runs out at Westminster.
Never mind, they say, we'll soon boost our expenses fund by raising VAT by 2%. Not that we'll pay VAT on our HD TV's and iPads, they laugh, we'll claim it all on expenses.
And what of Cleggy, the saviour of the Tory Party? Rewriting the LibDem rulebook before his members discover just what he has given away. He is also reading up on ex MP's benefits so he can email them to all of his MP's who are now crapping it and wishing for a General Election in the far distant future.
But happier news for our newly elevated Home Secretary, Mr Vince Cable. NOT. Beware of strangers bearing gifts, Mr Cable