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It happened again this morning. I had just finished tape-recording myself for the archives, swallowing my third mug of tea and finishing off a banana fruit when the newspapers – many of them still delivered by workers to the private homes of millionaires, even in this day and age! – were delivered to my home. What, I wondered, are the latest press comments about me and the democratic policies I have been fighting for tooth and nail these past fifty years? I read every page of the Daily Express, including sports and arts, into the tape-recorder, but, on my playback, failed to hear a single mention of myself and my policies.

It’s their new strategy, y’see. Having in the past sought to undermine democracy by lampooning me, they now try to achieve the same result by ignoring me, making me out to be some sort of ‘fringe’ character!

Poured m’self another cup of tea. The tape-recorder picked up all the glugs, so it obviously doesn’t need new batteries quite yet.

TONY BENN ^*

To Chatsworth. Poky.

WOODROW WYATT