spinoff

Yes - there wasn't a great fluidity, was there? About Mr G.Brown's speech today. At conference. The voice is solid yes, but he's got no real sense of phrasing or timing. And he didn't say a word about Iraq. Or Afghanistan. Or Iran. Or Palestine. Or Trident. Or the NHS strikes. Or the pensions black hole. Or anything.

Soundwise, it worked well-ish as a Credo; a crie de coeur in the Presbyterian / humanist mould, setting out a craggy-faced, wind-swept vision of chilly-thighed, freshly-starched Brownite leadership - all "neeps and tatties with pastor Brown in the grey, stone rectory", washed down with strong, bad tea and then in the morning crisp, cold white clothes laid out on the bed by a disapproving, black-clad mother, who glowers at the suspicious stains on the eiderdown before thrashing you down the street to school, and to hours of Calvin and Erasmus on hard benches.

And in that moment I found myself thinking "fuck that".

Yours etc.,

Spinoff.