Brighton ’13: A grand reunion


REUNITED again, Frank Dobson ran into Lord Alf Dubs, the affable former Battersea MP, outside the Grand hotel in Brighton this week.

The two used to share an office at Westminster and, bizarrely, despite Frank’s famous beard and Alf’s fluff-free face, the pair used to be regularly mistaken for each other. So much so, that one day when Frank was in the Commons bar (a rare occurrence) he saw his name on the monitors explaining that he was addressing the house.

He rushed in, thinking he was holding business up and found Alf on his feet and in full swing. Even Hansard got it wrong with its editors later apologising for the mix-up.

Does Frank fancy following his old friend to the red seats? Alf’s line: We need people like him there. Frank: I don’t think ermine would suit me.

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