Ken Livingstone was on Old Compton Street the other night. Things are obviously getting desperate. Although, I remember seeing Ken floating around Soho once before, sipping cocktails with drag queens, and that was the last mayoral election. But where he was cruising (literally) back then, he's fighting for his political length this time.
And not before time. Ken's presumption - that he can make Holocaust jibes at Jewish journalists, hire his cronies, bring in offensive religious radicals and treat the London Assembly with withering content - has evaporated as he realises people are tired of him and unimpressed with his record.
I hope London's gay and lesbian population will not be flattered or deceived by his sudden attentions. However he claims to have provided for their specific interests, they still drive cars, walk the streets at night, pay their tax which includes a rapidly inflating Mayoralty charge and
