Policywonk, in Hobbs and em and ess, LIVE FROM THE G20

[policywonk]

YOWZA

oh, if not the youth then less unseemly. I had vision of Harry-Hill-style fight beween Mumsnet and dear little boy.

But still, solidarity between bloggers and all that.

Hmm. It's a fucker. I think that the fact that his one was to GB would make everyone go 'yes, technically you were first' and you'd wish you hadn't made a fuss.. even though they are probably being casually mizojnist.

I've just tweeted the G20 voice people asking for clarification.

Their wording does say first blogger to ask a Q at an international summit. So who cares that it wasn't to a priminster.

I've just had an officical response from the G20 Voice people and apparently one of the cleaners asked Peter Mandelson whether his jacket was 100% Fairtrade cashmere or a cashmere and silk blend. So techincally.......

if anyone else misses the ref, it's to a rather fab mis-spelling on the Sarah Brown's arse-size thread.

You see. Women and gay men, constantly defined by what they wear...

LOL at you all. Particular snigger at wormy's vision of me having a fight with the small boy.

It's pregnancy brain, Lenin. Just don't let on about it to any men.

Sorry, I did the Mandy thing earlier on here. You're right - you don't have to look too hard to see its origins.

I must go to bed. Night all.

Goodnight Swedes x

You're right, it's utter crap.

Are you an actual (looks around to check that Swedes has really gone) commie then?

Ah right. It's just I pretty much always agree with you when you post about politics and I have the odd book by Trotsky on my shelves - well, one. Of course I've never read it.

Adding in the applause for fab Obama piece - am feeling ever so vindicated for being the first person to nominaye the firsy blogger to ask a q at int summit. Cleaner wasn't blogger so it don't count, surely.

Apols for typing - in dark w Schloer-related injuries.

i was a member of the revolutionary communist party at university. I fancied this bloke who took me to the pub and got me to sign a direct debit form. I must have been completely pissed as i forgot all about it and only realised a year later that ten quid a month had been going to the RCP. Quite a lot when you're over your overdraft limit. And he didn't even have an Eastern European accent.