THE WINDSOR HOTEL, LAKE TOYA, NORTHERN JAPAN: "I don't begrudge them their piss-up". So said Saint Bob of Africa, on the morning after the G8 leaders' night before.
Campaigners for Africa care less about the champagne and caviar consumed last night than whether the G8 leaders agree to deliver the menu of promises they've made in recent years.
Haggling is still going on behind the scenes to stop the French, the Italians, and, apparently, the Canadians, from watering down the promise of $50bn extra aid, including half of that for the continent of Africa.
I am standing by the hotel where the leaders are meeting, waiting for an interview with Gordon Brown. The normally spectacular view is covered with cloud and a low haze. It's not a bad metaphor for the results that are emerging from this summit.
In truth, even when it ends, we will not know whether there will ever be delivery for Africa, a new world trade deal, or an agreement on climate change. That too, despite the best endeavours of the leaders here, remains hazy.