In which a Minister of State at the Department International Development wobbles past on a bicycle sporting only a panama hat in Yeomanry colours.
Plus: Colonel Simpson tells the tearoom that the Bavarian schloss in which the G7 was held was “an SS Officer Training School during the late hostilities”.
Plus: The SNP take over a bar, a rumpus at Women to Win, no booze at Steve Hilton’s book launch…and from Russia with Love to Soames.
So we are back at the Palace of Varieties with far more MPs than expected – and relatively few casualties.
Think of today’s two main parties led in 2015 by Nicholas Soames and Denis Healey and you are part of the way there.
Plus: Stephen O’Brien triumphant. What not to wear while canvassing. Commons catering, KFC-style. And: Kensington – that snake-pit of ambitious thrusters.
Plus: Comforting Oborne in the Aegean. Rampant rabbits in the Lords. Lidders Agonistes. McVey’s moment. And: How two Labour MPs banged away in the rifle club.
Plus: Theresa May faces the Pale, Male and Stale. Leslie on special ops. Dog bites Redwood. And: Hugo Swire, former owner of Hong Kong.
Plus: John Randall’s Serbian restaurant. Soames goes AWOL. Cash goes ballistic. And: Did Letwin and Redwood write the briefs for Page 3?
Including the latest from the rolling future leadership hustings at the Pale, Male and stale Dining Club.
Last year, it was Sir Peter Luff. Political balance, you see.
Aladdin: Gloria de Piero. Widow Twanky: Chris Bryant. Abananzer: Peter Mandelson. Genie of the Lamp, Michael Gove. Princess Lotus Blossom: Gavin Williamson…
Of course our efforts at Rochester weren’t helped by the glitches in the new CCHQ computer “Darth Vader”.
The next day, I went to deliver leaflets in Rochester. We kept being delayed by Simon Burns insisting on showing passing punters his Hillary Clinton watch.
You, Dessie, are fighting fit with all that swimming in the Serpentine, bike riding and tennis. Soames and I admire you from the lounge bar.