At The End Of My

I Think When You've Lost An Election By 179, There's Going To Be A Period Of Time After Eighteen Years In Government When You Can't Do Anything Right, And People Just Kick You For The Sake Of It, Will Never Admit They Voted Conservative.

Some People Standby You In Your Darkest Hour While Others Walk Away; Only A Select Few March Towards You And Become Even Closer Friends.

What I Have Found Is That Real Friends Stand By You.

But The Thing I Felt Most Strongly About, And Put At The End Of One Of The Prison Diaries, Was Education.

No Time Like The Present