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This May Sound Arrogant, But I Believe That If We'd Done Teamship Better, We'd Still Be There. Where We Fell Down Was The Inability To Hold Together. We Should Have Learnt From The Great Football Teams. The Players May Not Like Each Other. They Have Egos, They Have Their Own Ambitions, They Have Different Personalities, But They Are Still Bloody Good Teams.

One Of The More Fatuous Remarks I've Heard In Recent Days Is That 'my Life,' Clinton's Autobiography, Is Too Long And, At Almost 1,000 Pages, Short It Is Not. But This Man Was For Eight Years The President Of The Most Powerful Country On Earth.

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.

Friends Have Suggested That I Am The Least Qualified Person To Talk About Happiness, Because I Am Often Down, And Sometimes Profoundly Depressed. But I Think That's Where My Qualification Comes From. Because To Know Happiness, It Helps To Know Unhappiness.

There Are Many Reasons For The Decline In Royal Esteem. One Is That So Many Of The Royals Are Thick.