AV explained

[therealpm]

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[ch4ncellor.livejournal.com]

Not to be visited if at all possible.

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, they're likely to visit us.

How is Cameron anyway? Looking forward to a cosy chat with mr Salmond?

[ch4ncellor.livejournal.com]

*nudges foot against Peter's*
Don't stare at it. Eat it.

The last I heard, in the strictest of confidence, he was slightly hungover and cursing Cable, Clegg and Tebbit. I left him to it.

Haven't heard much from Miliband

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

Hmm? Oh, sorry dear boy.

*nibbles thoughtfully on a piece of pasta*

Miliband is... busy trying to hold on to any shreds of control he still possesses over his party.

[ch4ncellor.livejournal.com]

Should get you child's portions.

Mmm, yes it must be very strenuous to be in his position.

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

Party leader? Yes, I suppose it must be, not that you'll ever experience it yourself, George.

[ch4ncellor.livejournal.com]

I meant opposition.

And you know perfectly well I couldn't have dinners like this had I run for leader.

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

*sips wine*

True, you'd have to invite Nick Clegg over, and we couldn't have him weeping into the tablecloth.

[ch4ncellor.livejournal.com]

*places cutlery on plate*
*reclines in chair*

I hear he prefers kebabs to actual culinary prowess

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't know.

*stretches out*

Here, Jack.

[ch4ncellor.livejournal.com]

*sighs*
Too tired to debate the average calorie intake of the adult male tonight.

*gets to feet slowly*
*takes plate over to side*

[therealpm.livejournal.com]

*sips wine*

Bed? I assure you the mattress is perfectly acceptable.

[ch4ncellor.livejournal.com]

An early night is very much in order.

*rubs at eyes*

I'll do the dishes in the morning. See you when you come up.

*heads to door*