Our man sipping Champagne with the socialists says there’s already open talk in the Bristol Labour Party of the possibility that they could lose eight council seats at the local elections on June 4.
This has led to much speculation in Labour Party circles about the identity of the inevitable replacement for their doomed embarrassment of a current leader, Helen Holland.
And it’s not looking good. The Labour front benches are awash with has-beens whose fingerprints are smeared all over every city council disaster in recent history.
Can Labour really go back to the future with Deputy Leader Peter Hammond? He led the party to electoral disaster in 2005 while bottling out of delivering his own budget speech along the way. Hardly a new beginning is it?
Or how about John Bees? Surely now he’s even the has-beens’ has been? Dubiously fiddling about with city’s finances in the background and pissing them up against the wall for years, surely he’s best left there? The term aging liability doesn’t even begin to do him justice.
And er, that’s it! Of the other Labour frontbenchers, Rosalie Walker’s unlikely to hold her seat; Derek Fuckup couldn’t lead the Bristol branch of the Tufty Club effectively; the overrated, not least by himself, Terry Cook has announced he’s leaving politics and the rest are simply personality-free pointless lobby fodder.
Except for – wait for it – former transport boss Mark Bradshaw! An ability to combine a remarkably ordinary intellect and a lack of interest in the truth with a scant grasp of reality makes him a very popular figure in the corridors of the Counts Louse where he’s dubbed – and make of this what you will – “the officers’ choice”.
Ho hum. Is that talk of Labour finished in this city for a generation I hear?