Talk turns quickly to the post defeat leadership election and the nightmares that await. I featured in a "meet some evil right wingers" freak show fringe meeting, chaired by Polly Toynbee, which was packed in a way it wouldn't have been even last year. Special advisers are grimly discussing what careers will be pursuing next June.
Brighton was last night teaming with students on freshers' night pub crawl, none of whom seem to care in the slightest about the government ministers in the bars everywhere. There is no sense of anticipation about Brown's speech later today, nor even a whiff of regicide. There was a Labour candidate on television earlier who but it perfectly. "Gordon Brown is our leader, end of game". I think she meant "end of story". But she was right the first time: for Labour, this is game over.