John Prescott on Newsnight yesterday:

“Enjoy your holiday,” he said. “Make it a long one. Heh heh heh… “

He was, of course, talking about that apologist for terrorism, Omar Bakri Mohammed who, it seems has gone to the Lebanon for a holiday.

The last person in Britain who can make a joke like that is a minister of a government which could make Bakri’s holiday a permanent one if it only wanted to.

In that silly remark Prescott served notice on Bakri that nothing unpleasant at all awaited him if he wanted to return to his £200,000 tax-payer funded house and his weekly welfare cheques. So enjoy yourself Bakri and don’t worry - even while you’re cavorting in the sand-dunes the rest of us are back here in good ol’ blighty, working our arses off so you can be kept in the style you’ve become accustomed to over the last 18 years. (And, of course, are hoping you don’t inspire some other lunatic to shower us all with some of your god’s high explosive love).

Meanwhile, Hazel Blears - a one-woman warning against all-female candidate lists - is going to discuss tightening deportation orders with security and intelligence experts Muslims and ‘faith’ leaders. This is the same woman who says that when police are looking for Muslim terrorists they shouldn’t target Muslims.

Doesn’t it feel great to know that, despite there being some pretty committed fruitcakes out there committed to the complete extermination of the rest of us that, even though the government has buggered off on its holidays, we have Blears and Prescott holding the fort? I mean, where in the world could you feel safer than in London, under the watchful eye of Labour’s very own Laurel and Hardy?

Afghanistan springs to mind…