Carolyn, Caroline and Me
Eddie's in the sun, Caroline Wyatt's in the sun with a few barrels of French cognac, and even Carolyn Quinn's been allowed out in her wellies. Which leaves me, Carrie Gracie, in the bowels of a building where weather seems improbable, really just an opportunity to get it demonstrably wrong for listeners everywhere. But who needs cognac? Who needs wellies? When you can have Tony Blair throwing his toys out of the pram in Brussels for the last time and Gordon Brown grilled by the big beasts of the BBC jungle? I rest my case.
To rub it in Caroline Wyatt sent this snap from her report that will be on the programme tonight.