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I had to laugh...

... when I heard this morning that Sir John Major had launched a "scathing attack" on Gordon Brown. According to the Telegraph, the former Prime Minister says that the government is "starting to unravel" and is warning of economic trouble ahead.

Mmm. Does this remind you of any previous British government, I wonder? I'm thinking back to a period of economic trouble and general political chaos in the early-mid 1990s.

Sir John, you have chutzpah in bucketloads, my old son.

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  1. Phil
    Your blog is becoing more and more like Hofflimits every day...;-)

    I like the clear blue water Major put between Tory and Labour sleaze. Apparently in JM's day, they were just grasping idiots who happened to be in government, whereas it's more systematic these days.

    Or, to put it another way, The Tories believe in free market sleaze, whereas Labour advocate centralised and planned graft.

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