Due to complaints that is it me who is being silent today, rather than Gordon Brown, I thought I'd better write something, albeit briefly.
This is a pantomime. No one really expects Blair to say anything this afternoon which will satisfy Gordon Brown. It's not remotely possible. So all we get is a lame duck Prime Minister being forced into a corner like a rat. And when rats are forced into a corner they tend to go for the throat. Prepare for some drama.
I'm having my own little day of drama today. I'm spending the day on a casting couch. Why? Well, you'll be finding out soon enough (he says coyly)!