You would be forgiven for thinking that we're back to the 1990s - despite the expenses scandals and the need for probity in public office you can't help but think that at some point the deceptively grey John Major will pop up and suggest it's time for "Back to Basics" once more.
The revelation that David Cameron had a Metropolitan Police horse between his legs, courtesy of his mate and fellow Clarksonian stooge Rebekah Brooks would be funny if one could imagine a cross between Catherine the Great, Caligula and a rather rotund domesticated rodent.
Gove, quite apart from being another senior Tory in moral, financial and political hock to Moloch Murdoch, is now standing proud as the leading circumventer of the hard-fought-for Freedom of Information legislation, raising the suspicion that there is much more going on behind the scenes than any of the shysters would wish to admit to. Couple this with the execreable Steve Hilton's "sabbatical" and I can't help thinking that as I get older, history speeds up - it took nearly fifteen years for the Tories to reveal this level of craven venality last time round. They've clearly learned from My Little Tony that cronyism has to be repaid early in the term.
My next pleasure will be seeing whether Brian Coleman will be found guilty on Monday of anti-constituent rantings - again. This would be highly amusing as well as instructive to the multiplicity of half-witted sycophants who hang around Boris.
Will be interesting what the next revelations are, as well.