Bill Wiggin told Guido he was a sensationalist last week. As regular readers know, this blog reports nothing but the facts.Bill charged to the taxpayer his subscription to fowl magazines:

Wiggin will no doubt claim that his subscription to Practical Poultry was “wholly, exclusively and necessarily in support of his Parliamentary duties”. As one of Guido’s commenters points out, on his website Bill says he “owns a smallholding where he keeps … and breeds his own Hereford poultry”. Coincidental or just another petty expense fiddle?

See also Tory MP Shows His Cock To Kids…

Denis MacShane found no sympathy from the Labour hierarchy when it was announced that the Met was investigating his rather controversial expenses claims. He instantly had the whip removed and was hung out to dry. However that was the last we heard…

Since then he has slowly crept back closer and closer to the central hub of Labour MPs in the House and was sitting comfortably this afternoon with Chuka Umunna, Chris Byrant and Rachel Reeves. If he has been suspended, why do his former colleagues at best turn a blind eye, or at worst keep him in the fold despite the fact he has disgraced himself? It’s been over five months since his file was passed to the CPS…

Will Labour still be so welcoming if he goes to trial?

Tory whip Bill Wiggin is the first MP to be investigated for a second time by the Parliamentary Standards Commissioner. His moral compass aside, it’s a well know fact that he gets a little confused when it comes to addresses – he got his main home mixed up for twenty-three months on the trot don’t forget. Despite his poor geographical skills, should the taxpayer really be picking up the bill for his Sat Nav, especially given Wiggin’s already shaky record with cars?

Despite claiming his Fulham town house was not his Main Home for expenses purposes, Wiggin claimed for a parking permit there, which he would only qualify for with the council for if it was his primary residence. Wiggin claimed this permit was solely for Parliamentary purposes, are we therefore meant to believe that this SatNav was for the same reasons? Does Wiggin really not know the way of the short trip down the river from Parsons Green to Westminster?

Does he really not know that his constituency is basically up the M40 and across a bit?

It must be quite frustrating being Yvette Cooper. She’s more far more talented, liked and respected by her colleagues, yet has to live in the shadows of her bruising husband. It was apparently over a service station Costa Coffee that they decided Ed would run for the leadership, though Guido has his doubts that Yvette took to the idea of stepping aside immediately. Now despite the prominence of her ShadCab job, it seems Ed has barged his wife out of the way again.

Doorman to the Home Office team Vernon Croaker was heavily promoting Yvette’s planned debate about police cuts over the last few days. Tomorrow is Labour’s Opposition Day Debate, and the parliamentary plan was in full swing – speeches written and hacks briefed. Yet late last night the whole thing was scrapped. Balls came barging, ripped up the script and demanded he have the session for a debate of fuel duty. One day it will be your turn Yvette, one day…

John Rentoul is the Indy on Sunday’s political commentator, this leaves him with too much time on his hands.

The devil makes work for idle hands and Rentoul has become one of the commentariat’s most prolific tweeters.

His amusing series “Questions to which the answer is no” debunks Daily Mail headlines of the “Do Fluffy Easter Bunnies Cause Cancer?” kind. The Herculean constant tweeting in an irrational world (at pixel time he has Twittered 43 tweets in the last 24 hours) has seen him cite over 500 cases of “Questions to which the answer is no”. He has thus set himself up as Twitter’s arbiter of rationalism as well as spending a lot of fruitless time defending Tony Blair from his detractors. A task which is the media equivalent of painting the Forth Bridge.

Rentoul has now moved on from debunking conspiracy theories and loony headlines to critiquing reasonable speculation. Mike Smithson’s PoliticalBetting.com seems to be a constant target. It is reasonable for a writer covering betting on politics to run speculative headlines when discussing high risk betting opportunities, sceptics of Black-Scholes theory believing the improbable is under-priced in risk terms. Mike Smithson asks gambling questions like “Is Jim Murphy for leader worth a punt at 33-1?“, “Should Labour expel Hutton for his public sector pensions study?“ Questions which attract the Twittering ire of Rentoul, as do tweets which within 140 characters fail to cite sources or provide footnotes, Rentoul’s ire is bordering on an obsessive compulsive disorder. Is this a rational use of his time?

Ed Miliband says…

“The problem is Nick Clegg is the last thing we need to win this referendum.”