Biggus Dickus

Yesterday’s Tory Party Conference was dominated less by the aftermath of Gideon Osborne’s speech, and more by two of Cameron’s other front bench team. It is not very pc to make fun of a person’s speech impediment, but Michael Gove does come pretty close to Monty Python’s Pontius Pilate. His speech yesterday was pure Biggus Dickus, and I was desperately hoping he would promise the Conference a Tory Government would concentrate on the three W’s… weading, witing and withmatic… but sadly we were denied.
Talking of Biggus Dickus…Chris Grayling is truly something else. To think that this man worked in television for years before becoming an MP, and then confessed to “getting mixed up in the tv studio” about just exactly which Party he was currently a member of, was in itself classic Monty Python. Of course, Grayling was once a member of the hopeless SDP before reinventing himself as a Tory, so perhaps his confusion is understandable.
I suspect Grayling is one of those people, like Grant Shapps, who was promoted beyond his intelligence so that Cameron can point out the grammar school boys in his Shadow Cabinet. After yesterday’s gaffe Political Betting should be running odds on the unlikely possibility of Grayling ever getting a front bench job should the Tories form a government. Must be worth a few quid I would have thought.