One Man's Notes

Britain is a strange place, sometimes. Sally Bercow, wife of the speaker of the House of Commons, has caused outrage - OUTRAGE - for posing in a mildly salacious pic (above) and admitting that they find sleeping in sight of the Houses of Parliament to be a bit sexy.

When John and I were first courting we used to walk along the South Bank and look at the Houses of Parliament. I never realised then how sexy I would find living under Big Ben with the bells chiming. 
Politicians as a breed aren't particularly sexy but I think politics can be sexy because power is an aphrodisiac.

And outrage results. The Times [£]:

The apologies did little to impress MPs. One Tory minister said: “There are limits but this goes too far. This is a fierce challenge to the dignity of Parliament. The sooner we are rid of the both of them, the better.”

Yes, the dignity of Parliament is impugned when married couple have sexy time. Chaste MPs only, please!

Even Guido Fawkes, who is a watcher of totty himself, pitches in: 

The discontent is growing and coming from higher up the Tory ladder

Members of the Tory party, I hate to break this to you: your leader has many children. He has, I suspect, been induldging in sexy time. With his not-unattractive wife. 

OK, I get it. People don't like John Bercow. But this isn't political debate, or a matter of his competancy. This is salacious gossip, mixed up with some good old puriance. 

Married people are allowed to have sex. It does not damage anyone or anything's dignity to talk about it a little. Move on, people.