Would you?

I never dreamed I would be moved to put my arms round Alastair Campbell to comfort him but yesterday morning when he was being tormented by Andrew Marr I held my breath when he seemed about to lose it. It was so odd when he had sailed through the Chilcot Inquiry without turning a hair. He just stopped speaking and seemed to have difficulty in breathing - the silence seemed endless. Finally he managed to gasp out that Tony Blair was an honourable man. Very strange.


I haven't got much work done today- we were disturbed by a clanging, reverberating noise and checked the house from top to bottom - all windows and doors - tried to convince ourselves it came from elsewhere but it was too close. At last staring out of the window I noticed the door between the side and the front of the house move imperceptibly. It hadn't been bolted - great relief all round. It is extremely cold with a bitter wind.


I should get back to work. I'm at a difficult part - it's never easy writing about one's fall from grace.