Name Dropping

The internet is mega-powerful. I am having a spat with one of my lifelong heroines, the delicious Polly Toynbee. She is juicily reasonable, and yet cannot see that Tony Blair is some way to the 'right' of David Cameron. Attitude 'set' I suspect. I am amazed that she can be arsed to reply to my rather truculent e-mails. On other fronts, the PC is now functioning again - a bonny argument for realism should one be needed - and I am not at the quiz tonight. If I should have been there give me a metaphorical slap - no, not an 'H' metaphorical throttling - 'H's metaphors are, allegedly, rather painfullistic.