The Guardian’s assistant editor and esteemed political pundit Michael White was spotted taking a well-timed, and no doubt well-earned, nap during the opening proceedings of the Labour party conference in Brighton today. Shame he couldn’t have spent the day lazing in the sun in a deckchair with a knotted handkerchief on his head…
Brown or White both plain useless.
Hey, what’s the problem? Mandy will tell him what to write when he wakes up.
Esteemed? By whom? Apart from himself, that is
looks like another full conference event then….
There’s only so much bullshit one man can write, it’s bound to take its toll.
Maybe he was praying for Gordon?
By the way, any journalist who claims never to have fallen asleep in such circumstances (early start, bright, hot lights) would be a liar!
I went to the back of the Labour conference hall on Sunday with the express purpose of having a little zizz. Nowadays these places are like railway stations and modern offices, it is almost impossible to find somewhere for 10 or 15 winks. And these party conferences are tiring, the politicians can only manage one week, we have to do 3 or 4 ( 5 in the 80s).
Later I heard this photo had been posted and came to find it. What a nice picture, I look so calm in repose, mouth closed, almost dignified. So I intend to send the link to my children. By turning the image sideways and photoshopping it a little, they will be able to use it as a keepsake of the deathbed scene. I am unlikely to do better on the day.
So thanks