Pass the parcel

Post Office strike talks on Monday, then, apparently at the behest of Labour's owners, Unite.

My Man With His Ear To The Keyhole overheard this:

'We need to lose this parcel as fast as possible. We do not need the Winter of Sodding Discontent the Daily Mail is praying for.

'We have to damp the fire down until after the election.

'Privatisation is going to happen, comrades. You know it and I know it. The EU has spoken. But why should This Great Movement Of Ours take the shit for it in our last few months in existence power?

'The Kit-Kat Gambit means we can leave it for the fucking Tories. What? Oh - it means 'take a break', Gordon. It's a biscuit thing.

'Anyway, the moment Hush Puppy walks into your old office, Mandy (love the blue suede shoes, by the way) we whip out the petrol cans and welcome him with a nice roaring fire.

'Be patient, Billy. You'll have your finest hour soon enough and with the added bonus of personally slapping away Cameron's bloody victory smirk.'

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