Oh God - but it's good to get away!
Dave says it's just wonderful to feel the sun on your back rather than all those sharp stabbing pains from standing in front of those bastards in the cabinet.
And anyway, Nick wanted to be PM so Dave's happy to let him have a go at the job while we're relaxing over here. Gather he's bottled it though and is overlapping with us leaving Vague Hague to run the country. Rather unkind, I thought after he failed to get the job when he had his shot at it. Typical of Nick - when the going gets tough, the Limp Dumps bail out!
And Andy might be having a problem with health back home, but I can tell you that not being there is ab fab for our health, darling! I'm just so glad that Jamie put us on to it. Whoda thought it but for a working class oik he really does seem to have remarkably good taste. And we're having lunch with Sting and Trudie on Wednesday. Churlish to say no, but let's just hope he can restrain himself from breaking into song, yah!
Tuscany's really stunning this time of year. You'd love it! I gather we're getting some stick from the lefties but Cripes we haven't had a decent holiday with the kids since Dave got the top job so I reckon we've earned it. And anyway, nobody carped on about it when Tony and his brood used to come out here - and we're actually paying for our break which is more than they ever did, eh? At least we don't have to worry about the Berlusconis dropping in!
As usual the papparazzi are being a pain in the old proverbial. I blame Murdoch. He's probably having a fit of peek over all this hacking nonsense and is paying them to follow us everywhere. Sometimes you know it's just so tempting to sit in a cafe picking my nose or perhaps give 'em a flash of my boobies round the pool but I know Dave would never let me hear the end of it. Still, I can fantasize...
Anyway, best go. The pool's looking rather inviting and Dave's just cracked open another bottle of Chianti. Now that's what I call the Dolce Vita!
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