A tribute lookey-likey to our glorious departed leader, and a clarion call to his probable replacement. Poor old Gordo - like an obsessive oral foot fetishist, all he ever seemed to do was taste defeat. Still, at least when Peter Mandelson pushed his secret “smile” button, he could manage a passable impersonation of Phil Daniels (you’ll have to Phil in the missing person in the lookey-likey, as I can’t find a photo of him, erm, looking like Gordon Brown - but trust me, when El Gordo pretends to be vaguely contented, there’s a striking similarity. No, honestly. Damon Allbran knows what I’m talking about.)
As for the next Labour leader - I’m sure he’s hoping that he can make it beyond the politico-metaphorical semi-finals…
(If only Ed Milliband looked like Pete Sampras, he’d be a shoo-in to kick David’s arse.)























