Monday
Oh dear. Maybe Mr Maude was right. Maybe we are heading for… no, I won’t say it. I refuse to say the HP words. A few rogue polls, that’s all it is. Dave says this would never have happened if we had got his No Complacency message out properly. We are now under orders to brief that ‘we take nothing for granted’ to at least 50 journalists a day. If we do not fulfil our anti-complacency briefing quotas, we face having our pay docked.
Still, there’s some good news. The first official portrait of Dave has been unveiled to universal acclaim, making worthwhile all those hours we put into brainstorming whether or not he should wear a tie (obviously not!). However, we are not complacent. We do not take the success of official portraits for granted and remain vigilant about the possibility of portrait failure at all times.
Tuesday
The minor, private matter of Zac’s money seems to be rumbling on. This is odd. Because as we have made repeatedly clear, and as anyone who knows him will tell you, Zac is not British and therefore nothing to do with the British tax system. He is actually French like his father. This explains not only why his super 300-acre ecological farm in Devon and £7 million house in Richmond are owned by companies based in the Cayman Islands, but also why he’s so scrummy! Anyway, there’s no point people getting upset because we’re going to make offshore billionaires like him pay loads of tax when we get into government. Which is another reason to Vote Conservative! I think that deals with it. Now, I’ve got to get started with Mr Gove on PMQs prep. After last week’s little mix-up with Hizb ut Tahrir we’ve decided not to leave it til after last orders at the Marquis again.
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