MP should live in her own constituency

Contrary to popular opinion, I am in fact a bona-fide London resident.

While I am often at our country house in Suffolk or doing walkabouts in Peckham*, we live in a lovely little pad in Herne Hill which is tucked away from the barbarians in Brixton but not as frightfully, middle-class as leafy Dulwich next door. Honestly! The things I do to fit in!

Funnily enough Tessa Jowell is my MP and I have to tell her what is going on here all the time as Tessa as usual really hasn't got a bloody clue. She lives all the way up across the river in Kentish Town in a house. Unlike mine, Tessa's mortgage is fully repaid but she is unable to maintain the calm, serene manner that is quintessentially Harriet Harman. She is aging terribly in case you haven't noticed.

Which begs the question....If Harriet Harman QC MP, niece of the countess of Longford, cousin to the Earl of Pakenham and Lady Antonia Fraser can live in Herne Hill then why can't bloody Tessa and her shifty mafia loving greaseball husband, David Mills?
Hmmm?

I'll tell you why -because she has a lot to prove.
It doesn't matter where I choose to live, social class always tells in the end you see.
However, if poor Tessa chose to live in her constituency, people might realise that she is rather common.

*Ssshhh.. don't tell anyone I said so, but Peckham really is a rather ghastly place. Is it any wonder one needs protective clothing? Representing it is one thing, but actually living there, I mean really! There is such a thing as going too far.

Blair Babes vs Sarkozettes

The Daily mail is comparing the women in the French government with those in the British government, especially the volupts. The mail is not focusing on the important work we do, but rather on how old and fat we are compared to them
The mail complains that my accessories are too cheap and my tights are awful. They don't understand that one has to dress like one's constituents. You can't represent Peckham while shoping at Marks and Spencer. I don't know why they keep focusing on me anyway. Lady Hodge, I mean Margaret , is 6 years older than I am, and Tessa Jowell is 3 years older.( Tessa’s backside is also far larger than mine).
The point to make here is that this is what happens when France votes for a sexist pig like Sarkozy instead of a nice female socialist like Segolene.

Sarkozy has chosen not to go for serious women, but has stuffed his cabinet with young exotic things (2 of them are Algerian and 1 of them is Senegalese) . His cabinet is more than 50% women, which sounds good until you find that not one of them is minister of women or minister for children. Clearly he thinks that Justice, human rights are more important portfolios than women and children who make up more than 50% of the population of France.

I also think it is quite shameful that these ethnic women are not taking up positions representing ethnic minorities or equalities. If I, as a white female can be both minister for women and minister for equalities, then surely it wouldn' be too much for them to handle one.

Overpromoted if you ask me.