whatho | Lawlessness, yay.

Right now, we have no prime minister whatsoever. It's massively exciting. We could do anything. What shall we do? Mostly I'm going to have a biscuit, then I might invade somewhere. I find the whole handover business stupidly exciting really, though it very much isn't when you stop and look at it properly. I've been bouncing around in front of the TV for some hours now, being disappointed at the stupid unecessary reverance of Blair-features' last PMQs (don't ovate like that ever again) and watching Gordon Brown take curtain calls at the treasury like he's Olivier or some such person and listening to Prescott speculating on whether or not he's actually in charge during this weird period of unchargelessness (I think he probably isn't) and all that sort of thing. It's just kind of filmic really. I only wish someone would do something surprising. Like the queen-face (I can't capitalise queen and I have to turn all my loose change queen-side down) would ask Brown if he was capable of forming a government and he said no or something. Or she refused to accept Blair's resignation. It's all going too smoothly. There's no proper third-act turnaround. It's slightly empty on balance.