Such Gup

Such Gup

Miffed


Our mole on a Lahore-Isloo flight noticed two high profile figures entering the aircraft. One, our new Min of Int, the other the khakis’ PR spokesman. Apparently, not a word of greeting was exchanged although they were seated within reach of each other, in the upper class. We hear the Min of Int asked to be moved to another seat. The flight attendant said there was no other seat in the upper class. When the Min of Int insisted, they offered him a seat in the last row of cattle class, which he took. Ooh, we ARE miffed!

In Bayswater


Whilst in London, we hear The Man of Steel works out of his office in Bayswater, just round the corner from Tony Blair’s home in Connaught Square, W2. He receives visitors there, whereas earlier he would have people come over to the famous “flats” in Avenfield House. And then there are discreet visits to the hospital to see his ailing Begum. Our mole says he goes there in his black Bentley driven by a white chauffeur, understandably avoiding public spaces and the usual cacophony.

Back at the ranch 


Meanwhile, back at the ranch, our new PM is ticking the boxes. He’s installed a complaints counter for parliamentarians, manned by four empowered assistants, and this has gone down well. He also makes regular appearances in parliament.