And when the end loomed menacingly near on the horizon Mintoff developed an understandable urge to pass his crown of thorns pronto on to the head of a hesitant, foot-dragging KMB who took such a long time to notify that he was actually “ready”.

and in the first district too .

How will she be excusing herself for her dear daddy’s decision to dump a highly polluting power station right in the middle of the densely populated inner and outer harbour area in the late seventies?

Mintoff managed to turn Maltese holidaymakers into criminals by having them break importation laws for bringing home ‘illegal’ presents bought with ‘illegally exported’ money.

The worst was that on our return we paid a “tax” on the value of any items we had bought and very rarely given a receipt. I have a moral certainty (a la Alfred Sant) that much of this money was pocketed by some of the customs officers.

Mintoffianism is contesting the next election. Mintoffianism without Dom but with the next “best” thing: his daughter.

I’m not sure I follow the correlation between Mintoff’s questionable behaviour and the next election. Mintoff is not contesting the next election, right?

[Daphne – Yes, he is. In a long wig.]

I will leave it to the Labourites themselves to decide finally whether his “treason” was real or only phoney.

Actually Mintoff is an insult to Scrooge.

He used to take a lunch-box and vacuum flask filled with coffee every day to Castille, or to Parliament because ‘he was afraid that someone would poison him’.

More likely, he was afraid of having to pay for his lunch or supper because he was (is) such a cheapskate.