Bloody hell. Are you people still at it? I spent most of today with a group of friends on Hilbre island in the mouth of the river Dee, miles away from the wedding. It was the gear. Not a tv or radio anywhere within hearing distance.

We sang republican and socialist songs, and picnicked, and observed the birdlife and the seals and the flora and the extraordinary sandstone rock formation which is such a distinctive feature of that splendid isle.

All that after a splendid night at Liverpool's own Woody Guthrie Folk Club, where we were righty republicanly entertained by the socialist sentiments of no less a personage than Roy Bailey. Brother, did the wedding come in for some stick!

And I'll be out again on Sunday, demonstrating against the cuts and the coalition and singing revolutionary songs with the Liverpool Socialist Singers. Dunno what we'll be singing yet, but Joe Hill will certainly get in there, as will Bandiera Rossa and the Internationale and quite a few others.

Sorry, did I hear the sound of a tory sick bag being opened?