I was at a wedding a few years back when a very nice Conservative Lady came in (a little late) and sat down next to me and with an air of triumph declared that :
“I am late because we Conservatives have been selecting our candidate for Mayor of London. Its great news: its going to be Jeffrey Archer !!"
My jaw hit the floor. I really did not know whether to congratulate her, as she clearly expected , or to commiserate her on the inevitable doom to follow.
Boris Johnson may not be a crook (although of course his ex-mate Darius Guppy is)- but who needs another Archer-style “character”?
I am with those who think that the Tories will rue the day- whether it is that Boris gets found in bed with a giraffe or some other more outre offence against sense and decency, I suspect that he will come to grief somewhere.
As regular readers will know, Ken Livingstone has always struck me as a pretty sleazy kind of politician, with a far bigger ego than his "cheeky chappy" TV persona would let you believe- and indeed the questions over his dealings with the pretty nasty regime of Hugo Chavez in Venezuela have still not been satisfactorily explained.
Nope- if that is the answer then the question must have been:
"Who can the Conservatives chose as a candidate with a more questionable reputation for sexual shenanigans and insensitive gaffes than Ken"