I can't honestly say that the programme really changed my opinion of our (un-elected) PM. He has always seemed like a decent man to me, very much 'what you see is what you get' as some of his attempts (YouTube-style) at being a smiley superstar show - merely causing cringing rather than cooing. I remain convinced that he is an extremely bright - probably kind - and decent man, more conducive to the role of friendship than leadership.
When asked about his romantic, beach-set, marriage proposal to love of his life, Sarah, one could tell that he was genuinely bashful and bashfully genuine. Exploring his feelings about the tragically short-lived existence of his first-born, Jennifer, wasn't easy to witness (nor to see Sarah in the audience, suffering along with him). It was heart-warming though to watch him revel in the joy he gains from his young sons, in spite of the fact that Fraser was born with cystic fibrosis.
I still can't quite get to grips with the fact that, despite his (ahem) magnificent prowess as former Chancellor of the Exchequer, he didn't see a hint of the protracted, far-reaching economic disasters looming. I'm still paying for my adherence to his recommendations of prudence...
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