Mandy and the perils of daytime drinking

Peter Mandelson allegedly expressed determination this morning to go on a "Leo Sayer" today, telling senior staff that he was "gonna get twatted" on "[Bacardi] Breezers and Stella".

But after four hours heavy and solitary drinking, it had, by lunchtime, sadly and allegedly got too much for the Secretary of State, who threw up his midmorning bar snack of guacamole in Victoria Street in front of startled tourists.

Rumour has it that tragic Peter will feature in 'Booze Britain', a sensationalist look at binge drinking, on Sky later this year.

(Well done Plane Stupid, whose image this is.)

Laffs, laffs, laffs!

Two marvellously amusing stories today, comedy jewels glistening amidst the wreckage of Capitalism As We Know It to keep our spirits up. Just like in the Blitz. A bit.

First, the Object Of This Blog's Obsession, in the latest part of the Katie Couric interview to be released, fails to name one newspaper or magazine that she has read about world events. Not one.

I particularly like this bit of Socratic dialogue:

 Couric: "When it comes to establishing your world view, I was curious, what newspapers and magazines did you regularly read before you were tapped for this to stay informed and to understand the world?"

Palin: "I've read most of them, again with a great appreciation for the press, for the media."

And second, the lovely Cherie has compared, in an interview with Vanity Fair (wonder how much she got for that?), her Tone to...well, let's leave it to her:

"I'm sure history will judge him very well. I think he'll be up there with Churchill."

Course he will, love. Course he will.