Body Politic – 5

"Tenant's premiership continues"

When I walked in the flat was dark. Libby had given me a key and I’d hoped to find her home. I walked straight through into the kitchen, opened the fridge and poured myself a glass of white wine. I...

Politics Makes for Strange Bedfellows I

"I an not a political-minded person by any means. In fact, I hate politics."

I walked into the political office not knowing what to expect or even why I was going there. I am not a political activist and I didn’t even vote in the last election. Someone pretty much dared me to go...

Body Politic – 4

"Politics just gets better and better"

Political party conferences in the UK serve four purposes: posing, plotting, partying and procreation (or at least the semblance of it). I hate them usually. Here I was, the Prime Minister’s deputy chief of staff herding the cats who were her...

Body Politic 3

"High Office beckons for Sylvia Tenant."

With the summer recess behind us, Tenant’s office had been thrown into a maelstrom of work. She reshaped her shadow cabinet and, to my great pleasure, Libby Manning was appointed shadow for the Environment. My main tasks as deputy to...