I admire Adam Boulton's television reporting. He is always professional, even-handed and never seems to fall victim to self-regard. His interviews typically consist of short questions, and he maintains his appearance of respect for the interviewee. I am also aware that his second wife was a key player in Tony Blair's inner circle, though this didn't ever seem to affect his reporting. For all the above reasons, I was happy to pick up this book which I thought might give a measured review of the Blair years from a close observer.
Oh dear! The book has the usual journalistic gripes - endless waits following politicians around; no food, no sleep, poor communications etc; it has the usual views of Blair - too photogenic, obsessed with spin, overly impressed with his own abilities, happy to allow his associates to do the dirty work and/or suffer their own fates.
It explicitly follows Blairs last days from 1/May/2007 to the end of June the same year - it seems so long ago now!. Blair's farewell tours, the leaks and dissimulation about his attempts to set up a lucrative career and his attempts to stay on the World stage are balefully described. Even the title of the book - named after a John Updike's novel - is threadbare and second hand. The only good point I can see about this book is that Boulton's wife refused to participate in it, and he had enough sense not to use any material that may have been attributable to her. The fact that whats not in the book is its highlight says it all. A real disappointment.