Damian McBride, former spinner to Gordon Brown, has received a great deal of publicity of course, but his book is well worth reading. Or at least it looks as if it will be from the perspective of starting chapter 3! I think it's the sharp turn of phrase and witty self-deprecation that's winning me over.
Here's how he ends chapter 1, having described his desperate escape from the media scrum in the boot of his girlfriend's car:
"Alone with my thoughts in the darkness, one word came to my mind: 'Twat.' "
And no sooner have we chortled over that, than the second chapter gives us:
" I wasn't always a nasty bastard, but you could argue the signs were there."
If Mr. McBride does decide to return to the political arena, there's no reason why his writing shouldn't enliven our reading of it in the press on a regular basis.