By Asking The Question 'am I Happy?,'

I Hold No Candle For George Osborne Whatsoever. He Has No Strategic Skills, Is A Hopeless Chancellor, Has No Idea How Most People Have To Live And His Policies Are Failing And Hurting Millions.

My Aunty Says I'm The Double Of My Father. He Was A Workaholic, Which I've Definitely Inherited. And Like Me, He Could Be The Life And Soul Of The Party, But Also Quite Withdrawn.

My Dad, Donald, Was A Vet And Had A Practice In Yorkshire. Cats And Dogs Were His Bread And Butter, But His Greatest Love Was Large Animals.

I Feel Like Thanking Paul Dacre Every Time, Because The Reason They Ask Me Is Because They Think I've Come Through The Other End With A Pretty Good Reputation. Loads Of People Get A Bad Press But Have A Good Reputation. [david] Beckham - Think What He Went Through. [bill] Clinton, Likewise. You Just Have To Be True To Yourself.

So Here Is One Of My Theories On Happiness: We Cannot Know If We Have Lived A Truly Happy Life Until The Very End. This View Of Life And Death Was Reinforced By My Close Witnessing Of The Buildup To The Death Of Philip Gould. Philip Was Without Doubt My Closest Friend In Politics. When He Died, I Felt Like I Had Lost A Limb.