Mr Blunkett and I ate dover sole. Ms. Fortier ate Mr Blunkett.

James Wolcott asks, why can't we be more like the Brits?

Not only would a Dubya-Laura-Condi triangle have made for epic Potomac soap opera, with the twin Bush daughters providing a leitmotif as the Paris and Nicky Hilton of the piece, but it would have proved that his presidency had something coursing through its veins other than the pure heroin of power. I would prefer to live under a system of government where the overseers occasionally plunged into one another's arms rather than righteously plundered the Constitution and the commonweal to feed their habit.