The twitch is back...

I sometimes think that Mungo's diary in Scotland on Sunday is too close to real life to be funny. Here is an extract:

"Thursday
Still no response from the Treasury to our request that they make it clear the Chancellor does not want to "abolish" Jack. He was forced to go into FMQs and wing it, insisting that relations with Number 11 are hunky dory, and that the story was the work of "media fantasists and opportunist opposition politicians who are obsessed with spin and do not care about the hard working families of Scotland".
Even I thought he took it a bit far when he said that "the Chancellor and I are exceptionally close, personally and politically". This was greeted by hoots of laughter which, worryingly, seemed mostly to come from the seats behind him.
Later, Patricia Ferguson read out the statement Bridget wrote for her on the arts commission report. My God, she's rubbish.
Friday
Jack looks terrible. He's so worried about the Brown situation that his twitch has come back. He's even stopped watching Celeb BB, which has only added to his grumpiness. "There's a Galloway-sized hole in my life," he grumbled. Worryingly, McCabe and Curran flew to London today at the Chancellor's invitation. When I told Jack he went a very odd colour and emitted a high-pitched squeak. "