Overboard and sinking 1/9/2004
Looks like Scrafton’s goose is cooked. About time, too. Seems he’s well into his second bottle of vino and ready to hose down Howard on the phone. Oops, bad move.
Uncle ABC has the full catastrophe.
Scrafton volunteered that the private dinner at which he took the PM’s calls, involving one other person, a woman, was a two-bottle affair. He estimated the time between the first and second calls at 15-20 minutes, when it was in fact an hour and a half. Give Uncle a bottle of wine to polish off in an hour and you can still rely totally on the intelligence of my conversation and the accuracy of my memory. Not every duffer of my age is so fortunate, and so, charitably, let us assume that Mike Scrafton was a little the worse for wear by 10.00pm on the night of November 7th, 2001. His righteous pursuit of the PM is certainly in the gutter with the broken glass this afternoon.


