Where are friends when you need them, with friends like these who needs enemies (Anon)? That could have been The Great Architect's cri de couer as he struggles to pacify residents furious with his rude and aggressive outbursts aimed at any resident impertinent enough to question his expenses; his conflicting roles at Tfl and RBK&C and his cosy breakfasts with French ad men.
There are many reasons why this would be true. After all, just weeks ago the Great Architect was profiled in the Standard boasting about his untrammelled power in the Borough and beyond. No wonder it sparked the fury of Resident Associations horrified by the conflicts his dual roles caused. But don't forget how angry it made the Dear Leader; after all he had just seen his take from London taxpayers nearly halved whilst the Great Architect had managed to boost his by 40%. And then to have his nose disjointed by Boyo's claim that he was the eminence grise not the newly ennobled resident of Philbeach Gardens...well who wouldn't be mortified?
But back to the issue in hand. Perhaps also the Dear Leader might be relieved that his own very private tête a têtes with big time property tycoons would go unnoticed. Sadly, the Hornet has to warn the Dear Leader should not be over sanguine on that front.
Soon she will be revealing the many occasions when he has been able to luxuriate in the generous hospitality of some of those who have made many millions operating in the RBKC (the Rotten Borough of Kensington and Chelsea).