I had to confess to the present Mr A

that I'd dropped the New Statesman in the bath this morning - the one he hadn't actually started...

I even turned on a radiator to try to dry it out - it's now a bit crispy round the edges ;-))

Anyway, I felt better having confessed (well, I was brought up in the Catholic faith).

I guess Bojo has never had the urge to tell the truth