I joined the Fabian Society recently, mainly so I’d get a vote in the Labour leadership election (I’m not rejoining Labour, at least for a while). So today I’m at the FEPS-Fabian New Year Conference 2020. Or #FEPSFAB20, as they’d like us to tweet.

I ate the last piece of our Christmas cake today. Christmas is now definitively over. If there was ever any doubt of that.

Enjoying Moffat and Gatiss’s Dracula. The end of episode 2 takes a surprising turn.

It’s 4 in the morning and Gove is telling lies on the telly. This has become masochism β€” actually it did several hours ago β€” I’ll just listen to wee Nicola, and then go to bed.

Jeez, Jo Swinson loses by 149, in my old stomping grounds. Actually I think the constituency was West Dunbartonshire wherein I grew up, but close enough.

I think Corbyn’s stepping down (as he should) — or maybe it’s only at the next General Election? Strange phrasing.