*Peter watches carefully via the omniview, a huge grin spreading slowly across his face. Only when John has finished his first cup and pours himself a second, does Peter cancel the video feed and fetch his own (unadulterated) breakfast.

It's a good day: the sores are finally healing over, the pangs of his opiate withdrawal symtoms are at last beginning to subside, and he's going to be able to watch Bercow endure a few very uncomfortable hours in the chamber (come hell or high water, John won't give up PMQs) indeed and on national TV, no less.

The news of a 'left wing' victory in the US is merely the cherry on the cake.*