I have received a pleasant email from Kate Davies, which points out that she is married to a different Nick Johnson than the oily creep from the CRE (not her description). Kate deserves marks for sense of humour, and for the possibility that her taste in men could be better than I thought (I haven’t seen her Mr Johnson yet). She also points out that her bit of Sussex Gardens does have prostitutes.
So unreserved apologies for incorrect marital attribution. However, whether her quango job really deserves a salary on the same scale as Ambassador to Washington or Permanent Under Secretary at the Treasury, is something on which I am afraid I remain sceptical. So apologies Kate swam into our sights by mistake, but fair game nonetheless.