Do you think you'll read it?

God, no. Prefer to watch paint dry, Laura.

But you've got to buy it though, haven't you?

Oh, yes.

It's a "Publishing Event".

That's right.

Whether you like the man or not.

And, no. I DO NOT like the man. Not one bit.

Nice-looking though. Nowadays...

It's because he spends all his time in America. In beauty spas. Money and beauty spas. 

And nice photo-ops.

Never mind the "Journey", it's a one-way trip to the bank. He's money-obsessed. Money and Jesus...money, Jesus and beauty spas.

 And celebrities.

Did you realise he was a Jesus freak?

To be fair...

What?

He says he's donating the money to the
Legionnaires. All the wounded ones. Which is...well, it's nice. Isn't it?

What's nice about that? 

Well, I thought...

Of course he's going to donate the money. Why wouldn't he? Anyway, look at the fuss he's made about it. It's because he feels guilty.

Even so...

Which is funny (no-not-really). Seeing as we all know he hasn't got a conscience. Because he's a freak. 

He probably longs for the days when we all thought he was a good chap.

He disgusts me. Literally. And now he expects us to cough up £30 or whatever, and actually plough through another of these dreary, cynical so-called "political memoirs"...

B-O-R-I-N-G.