A chain of thought as I walked into the office this morning.
We must be close to Neue Arbeit Macht Frei the last 100 days.
I wonder if Grokaz (Groesster Kanzler Aller Zeit, so we were reliably told by politicians a few years ago, Gordon von Braun) will be retiring to his bunker ere long.
I wonder how long before on YouTube we see "Braun hears the news that the election is lost".
I love the image of Brown and Harman (AKA Dr. & Fr. Goebbels) going into the garden of No 10, after having poisoned their smiling, innocent offspring (Darling, Straw, Johnson et al.). Mandelson meanwhile is in a car heading for Conservative HQ, wondering whether to shake Cameron's hand or give him the normal Party Blairgreeting (with or without tongues).
She looks at him, nods imperceptibly. He raises the gun and shoots. His arm rises again, bringing the gun to his own head. The wet stain spreads on his trousers, he throws down the gun and runs off screaming, "It was Tony all the time, I tell you!!!"