The British election gets a new soundtrack!

Yesterday evening I sat open-mouthed when Andrew Neil, Michael Portillo, Mark Mardell and company started to cavort across the screen to the strains of 'Amarillo' - completely bizarre. Andrew Neil, to be fair to him, threw himself into it, although he looked as if his heart might give out at any minute - he needs to take care, I'd say. Michael Portillo merely looked rather uncomfortable (as well he might). I suppose it puts the circus of the announcement of Party manifestos in their proper context - make-believe for a gullible public.

Guido has a brief post on this, too - his one word title 'Surreal' is entirely appropriate.