Passengers for the Lords' gravy train change here please
Thirty six years in journalism and I end up with a pension less than minimum wage and even that is better than many people receive when they hang up their overalls for the last time.
Eight years in the job and Michael Martin ends up as the first Speaker to be sacked - he went before he was pushed - for more than 300 years.
He leaves the standing of Parliament so low you would need world class potholers to reach it and he looks like he will walk away with a pension of £80,000 a year and a peerage which gives him a nice a cushy job paying £174 a day with heavily subsidised meals and bars.
And politicians wonder why they come just above serial killers and child abusers in the public's estimation.
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