Blair's party is crying out for Gordon the Viking
Cue many vile pieces from your humble Devil which conjured up—for your delight—some scenes of sexual filth between Odin (the god who, according to Norse legend, had only one eye) and his Valkyrie.
Oh dear, oh dear: how quickly Gordon the Viking fell out of favour with our fickle commentariat.
A loyal audience gave a dutiful ovation, but it was a dismally mechanical performance. If this was Gordon does Dave, the comparison was excruciating.
He could do it without notes because it was an autopilot compilation of the dullest parts of every speech he has made, mantra after clunking mantra, pacing up and down to the same old tropes.
As young Timmy says,
That’s a nice enough description of a Brown speech, yes. Not got it for the Big Viking any more then?
... and he then goes on to point out that Polly understands neither the oil industry nor basic economics.
I find this rather heartening for, whilst Polly no longer gets wet for Gordon, she is at least consistently wrong about everything else...