I Love Liverpool and I Hope They Can Forgive Me

Johnson apologises for the offence he caused. He swallows hard as he listens to Ken Bigley's brother Paul tell him, you're a self-centered pompous twit. The election was the elections a year away. We need seats in the Northwest. Get up there and apologize. But everyone in the studio glares at him. Outside in the cold, grey drizzle, he puts his head down as a dozen journalists yell questions. Back in the car, he swallows a couple of aspirin as his driver dodges angry crowds and heads back to London. That night he's with Petronella Wyatt. She's a journalist at the spectator and they've been having an affair