This evening I have been at a gala fundraising dinner for Policy Exchange at Vinopolis near London Bridge. Boris Johnson was the guest speaker and he put in a bravura performance - just the right mix of Borisisms and political meat.
Nicholas Boles can be justifiably proud of what he created all the way back in 2001. A lot of people along the way have helped make Policy Exchange the biggest and arguably the most influential think tank on the centre right, not least Michael Gove, Charles Moore and Anthony Browne.
The fact that more than 300 people came tonight was testament to Policy Exchange's success and influence. And that's why so many on the left delight on slagging it off, as they will no doubt do now in the comment thread.
Boris went round all the thirty or so tables exuding his usual humour and bonhomie. He slapped me on the back and declared to the assembled throng that I was the second most powerful man in London. 'God help us all' muttered a voice from somewhere. Indeed so. Boris was quick to offer the reassurance that I might be second, but he was the top man and intended to remain in that position for a long time to come. I am not sure the voice was any more reassured...
And then came the surreal experience of meeting Nick Ross, of Crimewatch fame. As I left the event I half expected him to tell me to sleep well and not to have nightmares... a message I now pass happily on to you all! Goodnight.
PS. I don't often have nightmares, but last night I did. My beloved Audi was stolen from outside Justine Greening's house. Bear in mind I have only ever met Justine once and certainly have never been to her house, I am wondering what that dream can have meant. It was one of those dreams where you wake up and then repeat the dream all over again. Bizarre.