New Labour has, for all the hubris, rarely been comfortable with power. Shortly after Tony Blair's landslide victory in 1997, senior aides were warning of the threat posed by William Hague.
The 'Ull One, John Prescott, is digging another escape tunnel after Robominister John Reid placed him under house arrest during the airport terror show.
My powers as a soothsayer looked a little bit wobbly on my return from holiday. In my first column after the break I suggested that Tony Blair could announce the timetable for his departure “well in advance” of party conference. Oops! Such are the risks of political prophecy.
There is a link between this country's foreign policy and the threat of bomb attacks in Britain. On that much, it appears, we all now agree. Ministers used to claim that there was no connection, that bombers were bombers and it was wrong to think that British policy influenced their behaviour.
My heart sank as I read that ministers would fan out across the UK to try to persuade leaders of the Muslim communities (not "community" in the singular, please) of the justness of the government's foreign policy.
Spied on the yellowing grass of St James's Park: the socialist renewal picnic wing of the Parliamentary Labour Party.
Once upon a time (well, specifically about nine months ago) there was a fictional sixth-form boy, living on a council estate, who wanted to go to university. Let's call him Bob.
Soon after he became Home Secretary, John Reid met the heads of all the directorates and departments of the Home Office. His predecessor Charles Clarke had been forced to resign because of a basic bureaucratic failure to manage foreign prisoners.