Good Riddance Bliar May you rot in hell

Prime Minister Blair's long goodbye - don't break out the champagne just yet, he still has time to drag the country into another bloodbath, he doesn't actually go until 27th June - was typically stage managed. Only the supinely faithful were allowed in to Trimdon Labour Club in his Sedgefield constituency. Sightings of Blair in this, his fiefdom, are as rare as total eclipses of the sun. His constituency work is done by his agent, John Burton. The centre of Sedgefield is the picture postcard English village and for photo-ops, unbeatable.

'Hand on my heart, I did what I thought was right' he said - twice. Shameless.

Outside were two more 'elephants': in orange jump suits. Abu Baker Deghayes brother Omar has languished in Guantanamo, uncharged for five years. He and his partner, Luci Carolan have campaigned tirelessly against Guantanamo and the Iraq invasion. As the world's media queued to interview them, the vast police presence did their best to keep them from marring Blair's triumphant exit ('apparently there is a dress code in Trimdon and we've failed it' said Carolan) though the police were seen struggling to retain composure as Abu Baker raised his megaphone and yelled: ' Come on out, Tony Blair, the police have the building surrounded, you are wanted for war crimes.'