Et Tu, Prezza
‘THE fat woman is not yet singing – but the stocky man and his fish-mouthed companion at the next table along are smacking their chops and making lots of noise.
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John Prescott has been busy saying nothing in a loud voice about how Tony Blairs future could soon coincide with a regime change at Labour headquarters.
Having told the Times over the weekend, ‘I think it’s true that, when plates appear to be moving, everyone positions themselves for it and, Of course there has been speculation over the leadership, but the reality is there’s no race for the prime minister’s position, Prescott sits back and lets the Telegraph chew over his words.
And indeed they are words given added spice by the paper in its story of how plans for life after Tony were discussed between Prescott and Gordon Brown over oysters at the Loch Fyne Oyster Bar in Argyllshire.
Weve checked on the map, and this eaterys a pretty long way from Islington and the Granita restaurant where Gordon once ate at another memorable meeting, that time with Tony Blair.
The location might have been different, but once more it appears that the topic du jour was Gordon Browns elevation to the prime ministers job.
That the Telegraph should give space to what in large part remains speculation is no great surprise, but the story does also appear on the front page of the Guardian where it has been dubbed the Loch Fyne Accord.
There, readers get to learn that either side of the oysters, Brown and Prescott shared a two-hour car journey from Oban to Glasgow after attending a memorial service marking 10 years since the death of former Labour leader John Smith.
The deduction is that anyone choosing to spend two hours in a car with John Prescott must either be stuck in a horrendous traffic jam, his wife on her way to the hairdressers or an ambitious politician hoping to secure the car-lovers support in any leadership bid.
And since Brown has naturally wavy hair and Prescotts integrated transport policy means his cars are the only ones on the near-empty roads, it looks to have been a journey of political beginnings and ends…’
Posted: 17th, May 2004 | In: Broadsheets Comment | TrackBack | Permalink
