After ten years, three of which were spent resigning, today finally marks the end of Tony Blair's Prime Ministerising. To me, it kinda feels like I've hosted a dinner party and it's 3am and there's just one pissed bloke left who I don't know and who has ignored all of my hints to please f*ck off. Finally a toot of a horn announces the arrival of his taxi and he's gone and thank f*ck for that, cause I thought he'd never leave.
Possibly some more on this from me later, but for now, I think this cartoon from the Daily Telegraph sums up how the country feels about the man.
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