Monday
Have drawn up shortlist of potential husbands. It is my Number One Priority to end my single status asap now that Being Married is official Conservative policy — not to mention a jolly good way of making a bit of extra cash from the super tax breaks! (£3,000 a year would cover my congestion charge so I could drive into town every day!)
My tabloid paramour M is obviously top of the list although I have always felt it unlikely he will stop playing the field even for a rising star of the Incoming Compassionate Centre-right Administration. Besides, there are now a few other ‘candidates’, shall we say — some of them in winnable seats!
Gary, our new comms director, started work officially today, although everyone knows he’s been on stakeout in an unmarked car outside the building for the past two weeks. At least he’s thorough.
Tuesday
Mrs Spelperson is turning out to be quite a drama queen. Lashing out all over the place at Morning Strategy Meeting. We were having a nice relaxed discussion about which associations need shutting down when she completely lost it and screamed: ‘If I hear about any more skeletons in closets, well, I’m going to scream!’
Honestly! All she’s got to do is get CCHQ ready to fight an election in ten weeks! Anyone would think Dave had asked her to walk on water. And it’s not as if she has to do it on her own. Gids is planning the manifesto and Lord A is doing all the clever stuff with charts and maps, and taking care of money. Nigel says all this leaves her to do is manage the Ixxy’s bagels order.
Saw Mr Maude today. He was wearing a tie.
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