Haringey, like many other London boroughs, has been celebrating LGBT history month - and Hunter spent yesterday evening at its '07 closing party. Now, I know that LGBT sounds like a nasty new hospital-acquired infection, and I detest all these PC acronyms, but it was an enjoyable and interesting event. I was invited along by Cllr. Alan Dobbie, the hard-working Labour councillor for Noel Park ward, who is one of the organisers. (Goodness knows how he finds the time, what with his full-time job in the NHS, being a councillor and writing his own blog).
There were some speeches but it hardly seemed the right occasion to deliver a Party Political Broadcast for the Conservatives - there were too many cuties to check out (who was that Italian who said he works with transgender people?). But sad-and-confused Cllr. Ron Aitken (the Conservative-turned-SNP-turned-Conservative-turned-Independent-turned-Pro-Life-turned-Ulster Unionist-turned-Conservative-turned-Lib Dem member for Crouch End) had no such qualms and got up to make a ludicrous speech about just how really, really liberal and democratic the LibDems are. So far, so sad.
Hunter nearly fell off his bar stool when Aitken cited Mark Oaten, Simon Hughes and Charles Kennedy as prime examples of Liberal Democracy! (Was he shit-faced?) He had totally misjudged the mood of the audience - I wondered if this was going to turn into a Tony-Blair-meets-the-Women's-Institute-Moment.
But, as always with Cllr. Aitken, he moved on from the sad (if coherent) part of his speech to the confusing and bizarre. Hunter laughed his head off:
Saddo Aitken announced that he had placed a personal ad in the 'Personals' section of BOYZ magazine (think 'Sunday Sport' for tabbed-up queens) - 'Gay politician seeks gay policeman'.
We were wondering if our hero would walk off into the sunset with Brian Paddick and a large truncheon! But, no such luck: Aitken hinted that he received a reply from none other than Met chief Sir Ian Blair!!! Believe me, dear reader, it was not me who replied to that ad. But if I had seen it, I would have been tempted to do what someone else clearly did and send in a spoof reply - and Sir Ian Blair certainly makes a more plausible candidate than Sir John Stevens!
But sadly (and confusingly) Aitken seemed to have no awareness that he had been spoofed. He even (get this!) added that he hadn't responded because he didn't want his phone tapped. Oh dear! I think it's time Lynne Featherstone booked this one into The Priory (or St. Ann's if she wants to save money!).