One who knows writes....
Where does one start?
For the historical background, one must go back to an exceptionally bright boy of humble origins.
Oxford University and a golden future awaited.
A exceptionally short career in the Foreign Office followed(please, let what happened in SA stay in SA, the Dame)
A very dark cloud indeed arose in the heavens, the details of which cannot be discussed here.
Years of comparative obscurity followed.
Then for many years Moylan was deputy leader of RBKC and cabinet member for planning.
In those days K & C was knee deep in brown envelopes, although no one has ever suggested he was aware of them. Moylan was the Dep Leader, Merrick Cockell's backbone. Tough as nails and a bully to everyone in sight.
Cockell's star eventually faded as did Moylan's.
He was sent to Boris to deal with and ended up designing the ill-starred airport in the Thames estuary.
This was followed by another job: organising the legacy of the Olympic Park. However, it seems his work colleagues failed to appreciate his genius and he left after only 2 weeks. Now Moylan's moment has come at last. A few well-timed television and radio interviews. Performances of jaw-dropping hypocrisy, regretting the need for NPB to resign. Unfortunately, it seems the Government demanded NPB's resignation this morning.
So Moylan's brilliant acting was rather wasted.
Never mind. He's determined to get his hands on Horton Street, so he can resume that favourite pastime: bullying of colleagues, officers and residents etc....oh, and collect a much needed £75k a year plus expenses.