Saturday, 10 October 2009

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Andrew Neil, between predictable glances at my cleavage...

http://www.lazyhyena.com/2009/10/andrew-neil-between-predictable-glances.html

Crashing the Speccie party as Guido's neice was never going to be an ordinary experience. But, still, Hyena wasn't quite expecting last night's maelstrom of libertarian swingers and karoke-bawling Tory boys.

How would you describe the average Tory?" asked a BBC editor at a certain, less sodden stage of the evening. It was a surprisingly hard question, but in the end I said something like: "Conventional, short-sighted, but well-meaning." 

“Fair enough,” came the reply.

Mostly accurate, I think, but as for the lobbyists – pure sleaze, the lot of them. Chatting up Andrew Neil for a speaking event during a drunken party was too crass for the old man (yes, even for him), and only provoked irritation.

“My contract doesn't allow me to speak at partisan events!” he exclaimed to the smarmy hedge fund salesman - between the predictable glances at my cleavage.

“Anyway, you couldn't afford me.”