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If anybody needs a break
it's Gordon Brown. All politicians now have to be greener-than-thou,
so he dutifully takes off on a rather dour holiday in the Suffolk
"riviera". He tries his best to look like a comfortable-in-his-skin-typa-guy
for the phalanx of cameras, but looks like he's suffering a particuarly
painful rectal scan. He has recently accepted a comparison with
the Heathcliff of romantic fiction. You can't help thinking he'd
be happier striding the windswept moors to inflame his boiling
bitterness. But even there, I suspect his plotters would menace
him. Chief among these is the "Blairites' poster boy"
David Miliband, although he hasn't yet shed the sheep's clothing
to reveal the wolf within.
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