And a jolly good thing, too, because I like my Chancellors of the Exchequer to be boring. Exciting Chancellors can be the stuff of nightmares! So his proposals in today's budget, in so far as I could understand them, appeared to be modest and minimal, although I doubt that 'SoD' will think so because taxes on the self-employed will rise. Still, when I explain to him that some of the money will be used to increase budgets for social care for the elderly - er, that's me, by the way - I'm sure he will be totally content!
So the good news is that it was a modest, not to say, minimal, budget but the bad news is that there is to be another one in the Autumn. There-after we will return to just one budget a year - thank God! Traditionally, it is reckoned that the hardest job for any leader of the opposition is to stand up and give a response to the budget speech even if he has only glimpsed it briefly just before it's delivered. In this ever-changing world it is a relief to report that some things never change and thus 'Jezza' was his usual hopeless, hapless self. He launched off into a tirade of gloom and misery that would have you convinced that Britain was no better than, er, well, that socialist nirvana, Venezuela. "Woe is me", he cried, over and over again and then over again several times more. There was hardly a dry eye in the House, perhaps because most of them were firmly closed!