Here's the latest entry in the diary of Rupert St John-Fontaine, adviser at the Department of Social Affairs...
WHAT a week! As soon as it was clear the Prime Minister was resigning I told some of the younger SPADs to buckle up. Their souls would never face as many moral perils as those that lay in wait for them in the next few weeks.
Here's the latest entry in the diary of Rupert St John-Fontaine, adviser at the Department of Social Affairs...
DOMINIC “drab” Raab is in soapy bubble with the boss over his opera jibe at Angela Rayner. Drab’s inference that opera is a class beyond the hoi-polloi was somewhat dim-witted and now we’re all having to pay for his foolishness.
THE week is dominated by trying to organise a Mick Lynch emergency response unit. A meeting has been convened for 9am sharp on Wednesday. It comprises that handful of SPADs who can walk and talk at the same time; a couple of laptop number-crunchers from Try central office and the Chair of the 1922 Committee of backbench MPs.
EVER since I arranged for the Warmington-Curbishleys to come to a sticky end my sleep patterns have been disrupted.
Here's the latest entry in the diary of Rupert St John-Fontaine, adviser at the Department of Social Affairs...
LIFE as a double agent at Westminster, working on behalf of Nicola Sturgeon begins with a bang. I’m welcomed back into my old office at the Department of Social Affairs and put immediately to work.
TO explain how I became an adviser to both the UK Government and the Scottish Government I must tell you something of my lineage.
