Big meeting tomorrow at which I hope to pick up some new work. So I went for an emergency haircut today. I've been putting it off while the weather was cold but the Neanderthal look doesn't usually impress the corporate sector. How bad was it? Well, when the barber (can we still call them barbers when they're female?) asked what I wanted done, I said "Just keep cutting until you find me. I'm in here somewhere".
She did a good job. I look almost human.
Anyway, big meeting means no booze and offline to prepare, to avoid distractions. So a quickie only, on Labour's methods to attract the middle class vote.
The Department for Children, Schools and Families declined to comment.
I think the only comment they could have made was "Ooops!"
Right - to work. No more from me tonight unless I get bored.