With nary a cynical thought in my finely sculpted head, I wish to take this opportunity to praise the erstwhile East Lothian MP Anne Moffat as the most impressive trough swilling Labour MP of her generation. At the delicate age of 51 Ms Moffat has secured a peach of a retirement package that amounts to an approximate £32,000 upfront followed by £30,000 per annum or six Byers as I like to think of it, until her retirement age of 65.
Her esprit de corps and boot filling capabilities has put legends Baron Michael Martin, Baron Foulkes von Cumnock and former MP David Marshall well and truly in the shade. A follower of this blog, the not so diminutive Eric Joyce, must be gaping in awe at the master stroke that Ms Moffat has pulled off this week. Eric, you're an amateur compared to this dame.
Ideally someone who cares more than me, should sit down and calculate just exactly how much of your money Ms Moffat has extracted from the the public purse since first becoming an MP in 2001. That should include her by now quite legendary expenses claims, her foreign junkets, any questions paid for by outside lobbyists (she does seem very keen on asking questions relating to the Colombian army) that wasn't a euphemism for any Purcell like behaviour, check out her They Work for You page.
Not only has she managed to secure this wonderful package on ill health grounds, she's managed to kick the Labour Party fair and square in their little balls. The hapless Iain Gray get it full blast, as does fellow Labour MP Frank Roy and Mr Harriet Harman aka Jack Dromey of UNITE who both take an absolute belter with allegations of bullying and intimidation.
I don't know Andrew Sharp, the SNP Westminster candidate for this seat, but after the open goal he's been presented with in the upcoming general election, I suggest he starts picking out curtains for his London office at the earliest opportunity.
Anne Moffat MP, myself and the people of Scotland salute you.
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