Thought I should give you a quick call. Just to say — hope you're bearing up.
You're sweet. I must say — telephone's been awfully quiet. Times like this you certainly learn who your friends are...
How are you feeling? How's Robert?
Chastened. Eating lots of humble pie.
Yes, I suppose.
He's sent out a letter of apology to the constituents. The kids and I were hand delivering them over the weekend.
It's the least we can do. God knows...
The trouble is, I suppose, when everyone's doing it...You can sort of forget — how it might look to the outside world.
The kids are getting teased at school.
God. It's not their fault!
People simply don't understand.
Of course not.
What kills me — what kills Robert — I mean we're all in this together — is the damage it's doing to the country...To our democratic system. To everything we all value so much...
Yes. It's —
Meanwhile, soldiers are being killed in Afghanistan. Or Iraq. You know. Serious things are happening. But — trust the press — if it's trivial, they'll be on to it —
I don't think it's completely trivial.
It's a witchhunt, really...Can't get at Jade Goody any more. Might as well get the MPs.