This Is Not A Time To Quail,

It Is Just Flipping Unbelievable. He Is A Mixture Of Harry Houdini And A Greased Piglet. He Is Barely Human In His Elusiveness. Nailing Blair Is Like Trying To Pin Jelly To A Wall.

London Is A Fantastic Creator Of Jobs - But Many Of These Jobs Are Going To People Who Don't Originate In This Country.

The Crucial Thing Is To Look In An Informed Way At What's Going On. Look At The Way In Which We Are Forced By Our Imbalanced System To Push Away People Who Might Contribute Mightily To The Nhs.

My Point Is That This Potter Business Has Legs. It Will Run And Run, And We Must Be Utterly Mad, As A Country, To Leave It To The Americans To Make Money From A Great British Invention. I Appeal To The Children Of This Country And To Their Potter-fiend Parents To Write To Warner Bros And Universal, And Perhaps, Even, To The Great J K Herself. Bring Harry Home To Britain-and If You Want A Site With Less Rainfall Than Rome, With Excellent Public Transport, And Strong Connections To Harry Potter, I Have Just The Place.

It Is Said That The Queen Has Come To Love The Commonwealth, Partly Because It Supplies Her With Regular Cheering Crowds Of Flag-waving Picaninnies; And One Can Imagine That Blair, Twice Victor Abroad But Enmired At Home, Is Similarly Seduced By Foreign Politeness. They Say He Is Shortly Off To The Congo. No Doubt The Ak47s Will Fall Silent, And The Pangas Will Stop Their Hacking Of Human Flesh, And The Tribal Warriors Will All Break Out In Watermelon Smiles To See The Big White Chief Touch Down In His Big White British Taxpayer-funded Bird.