I WONDER what the founders of the Labour Party would make of John Prescott and Cherie Blair cashing in on their time at the top of the New Labour movement by selling their memoirs for more money than the average worker makes in a lifetime? Both authors attempt to win the reader’s sympathy by revealing the most intimate details of their private lives while at the same time putting the boot into Gordon Brown, Alastair Campbell and anyone else who got up their respective noses while Tony Blair ruled the roost in Downing Street.

LIFE is a never-ending learning curve, as your Diarist discovered last Sunday at a fundraiser in Aberdeenshire for Breast Cancer Care. Master chef Craig Wilson, who looks like he could do with feeding up, masterminded the event from his Eat on the Green restaurant at Udny Green, ably assisted by his powerhouse partner Lindsay Stenhouse and volunteers galore.

IF I EVEN notice a For Sale sign outside a property or at the end of a country road, I barely register it. They obviously have some secret code that I can’t read that says something like: “Hey, come on in, you’ll love me and want to buy me.”