I should really

I should really be revising, so I am writing on my weblog and looking out of the window at the allegedly clean and crisp day, though I cannot reliably assert its beauty and sunniness, given that I am indoors. Stuart is asleep, having done his last exam this morning. My last one is on Thursday, and then we will mostly be drinking copiously to relieve the accumulated tension of the winter months, revision, and multiple funerals.

It looks like the government will win tonight's top-up fees vote, which, on reflection, is probably a good thing. The sick and twisted side of me would quite have enjoyed seeing the prime minister squirm and plunge the nation into political turmoil, but in practical terms it would have done no-one any good. I would not have too many problems with seeing Blair squirm at the Hutton Inquiry, though, since the damage would probably be limited to him, Geoff Hoon and a few intelligence figures; the government could probably hold on to authority and it may even prove to be a positive period of rejuvenation for a government that I'm certainly pretty bored of. No, ignore all that... I'd just enjoy the drama.