Just because you’re paranoid…

Oh dear, the police are getting bored. They’ve started enforcing arbitrary rules on the myriad leafleters delivering outside of the Labour Conference secure zone, forcing them to stand behind invisible lines that, remarkably didn’t exist yesterday. Of more concern, I’ve just watched half a dozen police officers spend half an hour filming an anti-vivisectionist handing… Continue reading Just because you’re paranoid…

Bag’o’sh***

The difference between Lib Dem and Labour conferences… At Lib Dem conferences, the Independent sponsor the “Bag for Life,” made of a substance called joot which conference attendees are encouraged to use, well, for life. At Labour conference, the Independent’s sponsored bag requests that you use it “for the duration of this conference”. Need I… Continue reading Bag’o’sh***

Outside the Gates of Hell

For reasons I won’t go into now, I find myself at Labour Party conference. To be precise, I’m currently sitting in the Starbucks outside the Midland Hotel in Manchester. Simply everyone is here, darlings. Dave Miliband and his band of sycophants have just left. Geoff Hoon is sitting behind me and a man has just… Continue reading Outside the Gates of Hell