I dragged myself away from the cricket (is Brown in Cardiff today?) to listen to Gordon’s Women. I found myself feeling sorry for Our Dear Leader having been set upon by this rag bag of second-raters. The not so silly Hazel Blears kept well away. The programme says nothing new, and, to be frank, is full of tittle tattle.
The BBC does surpass itself at times. What are we to have next? Gordon’s Men followed by Gordon’s Gays.
If these women feel so strongly then perhaps they should spend the summer organising a coup, which they failed so spectacularly to do June when it should have happened.