OK, so I twigged that Blair wasn’t really going to tread the boards, and that there weren’t really astronauts playing Quidditch.  Neither Iain Dale nor Lord Owen are really going to stand for Mayor of London.

But Troubled Diva reading out extracts from his blog book on Woman’s Hour?  Yup, swallowed that one hook line and sinker.

Even the increasingly silly parts of it.  No trouble believing that R4 wonk thinks TD is a woman.  No trouble believing he’d go with it.  No trouble thinking he’d make a recording trying to sound less butch.

Dear me.  I never was good at anagrams.