The brains at Scottish Labour must have been feeling pretty optimistic when they booked their venue at Brighton’s Hilton for their party conference bash. When Mr S arrived at the do last night, the party could hardly be described as packed:
Still, the Scots did at least live up to stereotype; by the time Steerpike arrived a cash bar was in operation.
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