Ann Widdecombe had a mildly embarrassing encounter tonight, although at the time she didn't realise it. She tells me that she was speaking at a dinner in one of the House of Commons dining rooms when she was asked by one of the guests if there had ever been a question she couldn't answer. She replied in a charcteristically trenchant voice that indeed there was. The question was: what could any woman see in John Prescott that would make them want to have an affair with him? As she was saying this, guess who walked past the door? Yup, got it in one.
Now, as so many people seem so interested in (or in the case of Labour MP and attack-yapper Tom Watson, obsessed by) my intentions regarding the Maidstone & the Weald seat, yes I have thrown my hat into what will be a very large ring. Applications closed today, so I think it's only right that I am up front about it. However, I'm not going to give a running commentary. Thank you, and goodnight!
PS Posting will be back to its normal frequency tomorrow now that my family duties have been completed. Thanks to all who left kind comments about the funeral. They were much appreciated. It was a beautiful service and Eleanor got a tremendous turnout. My eulogy went as well as I could have expected and I managed to hold it together - just.