Two senior politicians, one the ex-Secretary of Defence and the other a Cabinet Office Minister, both leading "big brains" in the Government, have been caught out doing daft things this week.
The first, Dr Liam Fox, allowed his friend Adam Werritty access to secure areas at the Ministry of Defence without clearance and invited him on many sensitive missions abroad. Dr Fox has now resigned but this one is still running with, no doubt, more horrors to be unveiled in the coming days.
The second is even more unbelievable. Oliver Letwin a senior policy adviser to the Government was seen throwing documents and letters into public litter bins in St James's Park. What on earth possessed him. And apparently he has been doing this for some time. There are claims that some of the documents were sensitive. He says not. He simply walks in the park at the back of Downing Street whilst dictating replies to letters which he then throws in the bin. Doesn't he have a filing system like us mere mortals? Crazy or what?
Neither act appears (yet!) to be illegal but the point is it's not what they have done that is so wrong, but the fact that they actually thought they could do it and get away with it that stuns me. These supposedly intelligent humans beings are currently entrusted with running our Country for goodness sake. They know that they are under intense public scrutiny so why do it? You can only assume that they are arrogant enough to feel "untouchable". It makes you want to scream doesn't it?
Now back to my 'umble existence. I have a young Swiss boy staying with me at the moment. When I say this I am told that I should say he is an exchange student, and that saying that I have a young Swiss boy staying sounds wrong on every level! I'm actually flattered that anyone should think there could be any form of impropriety between a 71 year old bat and a 15 year old boy. The story is that a friend asked me give him shelter and food for 10 days so that he can mix with English folk to improve his language skills.
Unfortunately, he is painfully shy and although I have been trying to get him involved in the "outside world" I live in a very rural location and don't know many teenagers. Consequently he isn't getting to meet anyone of interest and most of the coloqual English he's learning is of the anglo-saxon kind. This is going to be the longest 10 days of his life poor soul.
I may take him to the cinema again today (we went to see Johnny English on Thursday), tomorrow we go bowling, on Monday we take him to London and on Tuesday he is going to a Peterborough United football match. Really living the high life!
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