Forget MPs expenses: we need a new politics

MPs are still under huge pressure. The Tory MP Julie Kirkbride looks likely to follow her husband and fellow Tory MP Andrew MacKay into political oblivion as a result of her very dodgy expenses claims. Yet another Conservative, John Butterfill, is trying to defend getting the taxpayer to pay for rebuilding his servants' quarters. How very 19th century.

We must pursue these odious characters and make sure they never play any part in public life again. But the Guardian is right to seize the moment to debate a new politics. It's a heady moment: the chance to change Britain's constitution and the way we're run.

Here's my own manifesto:

We must introduce fair voting. None of the candidates I've voted for in parliamentary elections since I came of age in 1981 have won. My votes have been utterly disregarded. How can we criticise Zimbabwe's voterigging when our democracy is so discredited?

We must remove the prime minister's right to call a general election, as I argued after Gordon Brown's election that wasn't in autumn 2007. I don't believe totally fixed term parliaments are the answer as there must be some safety valve to allow an empowered House of Commons to force out failing governments.

We must end the farce of an unelected House of Lords. This is unfinished business that reflected badly on Labour's muddled programme of constitutional reform.

We must honour the idea that power should sit as close to the people as possible: the parish and community councils, followed by districts and then counties and so on. I'm deeply cynical about people like David Cameron demanding power to the people when all the experience of the last 30 years is that his party and Labour constantly centralises control in Westminster and Whitehall. We need a rebirth of civic pride and power.

Westminster parties and voters alike must accept that politicians – especially those in London – don't have all the answers. We have to accept the 'something must be done' craze is deeply damaging. A greater honesty is essential from all of us.

We may need to pay our MPs more – but let them win our trust back first. MPs' salaries shoudn't cover the cost of providing parliamentary services. We must accept that MPs who represent constituencies away from London and the home counties will rightly incur greater costs.

MPs are not social workers and we must make sure they do not become case workers at the expense of holding the executive to account. I'd rather they spend their time on stopping the Iraq war, the poll tax, ID cards and Heathrow's third runway, though I recognise they do help vulnerable constituents.

Having said all that, we must make sure MPs have the resources to handle constituent enquiries, but within a House of Commons structure – there's no excuse for MPs to indulge in nepotism by employing their own families at taxpayers' expense.

Labour deserves great credit for devolution and freedom of information. (Take a bow Labour's Kerry McCarthy, MP for Bristol East, who understandably and humanly expressed her frustration that voters didn't give Labour credit for FoI.) But we need to create a written constitution for our country. The days of slippery informality and convention must be consigned to history.

We must consign the House of Commons' Victorian working hours to the history books. No sensible institution should rely on late night working for part of the year and then spend months on holiday. The idea that MPs should employ their spouses because their working hours are a recipe for divorce is just unbelievable.

All we need now is to make change inevitable.

Why I’m delighted Newcastle United have been relegated

I sent a tweet (a short post on the microblogging site www.twitter.com for the uninitiated) on Sunday saying I was delighted Newcastle United had been relegated from the English Premier League. I should have known it would cause a mild stir so I've decided to follow up with a more detailed post here.

Alison chided me on Facebook for my scant regard for the many loyal and disappointed fans in Newcastle. I can imagine how they feel – I remember my anguish as an 11 year old when Cardiff City were relegated to the third tier of English football for the first time since 1947. And I have a soft spot for Newcastle: I was thrilled when Kevin Keegan took them to the brink of the Premier League title in 1996. But there comes a time when the fans' loyalty becomes a curse rather than a spur to success: appalling owners like Mike Ashley can mismanage the club to their hearts' content without fear of plummeting gate receipts.

The 2008/09 season was a classic example of how not to run a football club. After Kevin Keegan was forced out of his second spell as manager, three other managers led the Magpies to relegation. It's hard to blame Alan Shearer, who only took over at the beginning of April, for the club's fate. But Ashley has no excuses. Just weeks after appointed Keegan as manager in January 2008, Ashley destroyed the so-called messiah'sauthority by appointing Dennis Wise as director of football. Keegan's departure after eight months was marked by fans' protests, but Ashley's bizarre performance continued with the hiring of Joe Kinnear. 

Can Shearer follow Keegan's original success with Newcastle in the years after 1992? We simply don't know if he has what it takes to be a great manager. But one thing is certain: change is desperately needed in the boardroom at St James' Park. I'd love to see the club owned by the fans. That way, all that passion could be directed at bringing the club its first trophy for 40 years.

PS: why do football managers keep referring to 'the football club' in interviews? (As in 'it's a massive blow to the football club' after they've led their team to relegation.) It sounds as if they're disassociating themselves from their team and club. 

MPs’ expenses: the excuses don’t hold water

Heads rolled today for the first time in the MPs expenses scandal.

Former Labour minister Elliot Morley was suspended from the parliamentary Labour party after claiming £16,000 for a mortgage he'd already repaid. And Tory MP resigned as an aide to David Cameron after an equally suspiciously fraudulent claim.

All too many of the MPs caught with their fingers in the till have claimed what they did were within the rules. And many have added that 'the parliamentary staff said it was okay'.

This is all nonsense. I've just taken a look at what the rules actually say. I quote from the Green Book:

“Claims should be above reproach and must reflect actual usage of the resources being claimed.

“Claims must only be made for expenditure that it was necessary for a Member to incur to ensure that he or she could properly perform his or her parliamentary duties.

“It is not permissible for a Member to claim under any parliamentary allowance for anything that the Member is claiming from any other source.

“Members must ensure that claims do not give rise to, or give the appearance of giving rise to, an improper personal financial benefit to themselves or anyone else.

“Individual Members take personal responsibility for all expenses incurred, for making claims and for keeping records, even if the administration of claims is delegated by them to others.

“The requirement of ensuring value for money is central in claiming for accommodation, goods or services – Members should avoid purchases which could be seen as extravagant or luxurious.”

I’d say that has them bang to rights. No excuses for cleaning out moats, claiming for mortgages that have been paid off or blaming the Fees Office staff. Time to call in the boys in blue.

MPs should give generously to support injured soldier’s London Marathon charity

What a contrast. In the week MPs were exposed as self serving and money grabbing, injured soldier Major Phil Packer completed the London Marathon on crutches in 13 days. Major Packer lost the use of his legs in a rocket attack in Iraq. He hopes to raise £1 million for the charity Help for Heroes. You can donate to Major Packer's appeal here.

I just hope that all those disgraced MPs have an attack of conscience and give generously to Major Packer's appeal. It's a far better use of money than a chandelier. And it seems hugely appropriate because this brave soldier would not have been in harm's way had parliament not voted in favour of Britain taking part in the Iraq war in 2003.  

We first heard about Help for Heroes when our friend Belinda raised money for the charity through a bike rider from London to France. A very worthy cause.

Sorry, these apologies won’t kid anyone: MPs and media under the spotlight

Suddenly, sorry seems to be the easiest word to say. Britain's party political leaders have been falling over themselves to apologise for the parliamentary expenses scandal. David Cameron has said he may suspend MPs from the party for abusing the scandalously lax expenses system. And in the media, the new Russian owners of the London Evening Standard have launched an expensive advertising campaign saying sorry for the paper's activities under its old owners.

I can't help feeling other voters will share my deep scepticism about this rush of humility. (I've written before on Ertblog about the dubious nature of political apologies.) 

Take the politicians first. Brown, Cameron and Clegg only expressed the S word because their cronies were exposed as corrupt. The first instinct of all those dishonourable members was to say they hadn't broken the rules, ignoring the fact they designed the rules that lined their own pockets. Take Hazel Blears: the communities secretary has said she will pay £13,000 capital gains tax due on the property she designated as her second home. I didn't realised she had a choice: the rest of us can't choose whether to pay tax, it's imposed on us. I expect Blears to resign while a criminal investigation is opened into her tax evasion. And every other crooked MP of all parties. 'Sorry' doesn't cover it. 

Do MPs really understand why we're all so angry about this fundamental breach of trust between the elected and the electorate? Do they see why their behaviour is totally unacceptable? My feeling is that this generation of professional politicians is so tainted that only a complete clear out will start to rebuild trust. That's not to say that all politicians are corrupt: Kerry McCarthy, Labour MP for Bristol East, offered an excellent and candid reflection on the complexities of the issue on her blog last weekend. And I'm even willing to give our local MP, Cheryl Gillan, the benefit of the doubt for claiming for dog food. But voters won't offer credit to good MPs given that parliament's closed shop allowed the scandalous abuse of taxpayers' money to develop. The last straw was the appalling speaker Michael Martin's tirade against the press for exposing the story. And the parliamentary authorities instinct to call in the police not to investigate corruption and tax evasion – but to hound the media for exposing the scandal.

I am uneasy that the Daily Telegraph paid for the leaked document detailing MPs' expenses – and the way the paper attacked Labour ministers and MPs for days before turning its attention to other parties' MPs. That was deeply partisan. But I suspect all the major parties will suffer badly from voters' backlash. Let's just hope parties like the BNP don't benefit at the polls.

Standard's sorry: masterstroke or blunder?

Finally, a media apology. London's Evening Standard has been saying sorry: for being out of touch, predictable and negative. A bold move, you might think. But wait: the Standard's owners are saying sorry for the activities of its predecessors, Associated Newspapers. That's easy – like Tony Blair apologising for the slave trade (but not Iraq). I was critical of the 'old' Evening Standard's blatant propaganda for Boris Johnson, and welcome its more open approach. But no one should forget that this is simply an old style marketing campaign for a 'new and improved product'. Not an apology.

Wheels of joy: my favourite bikes

I wrote a post last week about adding a child seat to my Raleigh Randonneur touring bike. It prompted me to reflect on other bikes I have owned over the years. What follows isn't strictly a list of favourites: all the bikes I've owned have given pleasure, even the exercise bike that was banished from the kitchen when Owen arrived! But these are the most significant. I've written about them in the date I got the bikes.

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Don’t drive for me, Argentina: British taxi drivers are honest too!

I loved the story about the Argentinian taxi driver Santiago Gori who found a bag of cash worth over £20,000 in his cab and returned it to its owners. 

People in Argentina have been so delighted by Santiago Gori's honesty that they've donated thousands of dollars to him through a website honouring him.

Taxi drivers are obviously an honest breed, as I had a similar – but less dramatic – experience last year. I arranged a cab home from a local railway station through Rely-On Car Hire in Gerrards Cross, Buckinghamshire. The next evening, I was surprised to find the cab driver at my front door. "You overpaid me last night – here's the extra £10 change!" I was amazed and delighted. Needless to say, they've got a customer for life now! 

It’s just not cricket: a test match in May

Confirmation that the England and Wales Cricket Board (ECB) has lost its grip on reality came this week as England started a test match against Pakistan on 6 May – the earliest ever played in England.

What possessed them? The season is just weeks old, placing the home side at a distinct disadvantage. It's hard to avoid the conclusion that ECB is more concerned about the scheduling demands of satellite broadcaster Sky than the interests of the game. We shouldn't be surprised: ECB's decision to remove test cricket from terrestrial television after 2005 was similarly motivated by hard cash. Viewing figures for the 2009 Ashes series will take a tumble compared with those for England's triumphant win four years ago, broadcast by Channel 4 and graced by Richie Benaud's last commentary in England. 

Once upon a time, Australia had sole billing in an Ashes year, adding to the anticipation. This year, the Aussies share the stage with the West Indies and a tedious proliferation of one day internationals. Change is inevitable – once upon a time, test matches took a rest day on a Sunday - but it's a shame that the cricket authorities are such poor guardians of our summer game.

PS: ironically, the one reason not to hold a test match in early May is the weather. The fickle British climate can make a mockery of any schedule. Back in June 1975, cricket matches were abandoned because of snow – just weeks before the highest ever temperature recorded at a home test match, 34C…

Me and my iPhone, six months on

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I like gadgets. So when I lost my iPod on a business trip to California, I decided to take the plunge and buy an iPhone.

It wasn't as easy a decision as some might expect. I had just taken a cracking photo of my new son, Owen, on my Sony Ericsson K800i, and had reservations about the iPhone's very basic camera. In the end, though, the frustration of trying to find a London address via Google Maps on the K800i and my BlackBerry swung the decision. I spent a chunk of my birthday signing up for the iPhone at O2's High Wycombe store in Buckinghamshire.

I wrote an early review of the iPhone here. Those comments have stood the test of time. The iPhone remains a delight to use, and the app store is terrific. (I've become an addict of Flight Control, an air traffic control game available through the app store.)

Curiously, apart from the poor camera, my main complaint about the iPhone is about its failings as a phone. I have found it far too easy to miss calls and voicemail messages. The volume switch is easy to hit by accident when you're handling the phone, and as a result I'm constantly turning down the ringer volume by accident. And as I don't look at my phone all the time, I find I miss voicemail messages, which are flagged on screen. (With my old Nokia and Sony Ericsson mobiles on Vodafone, I got a stream of calls and finally a text alert when a call had gone to voicemail.)

But despite all this, I love my iPhone and forgive it its foibles. A better camera would make it awesome. As my contract is up for renewal in a year, there's plenty of time for Apple to bring out the ultimate iPhone. And with luck, we'll have a choice of mobile companies by then!

I cycled from Land’s End to John O’Groats on this bike. Now it’s got a child seat!

Rob at John O'Groats  

Once upon a time, I cycled the length of Britain – from Land's End to John O'Groats (above) - on my wonderful Raleigh Randonneur touring bike. (I wrote about that experience on Ertblog two years ago in this post). I never imagined as I cycled those long miles that one day I would attach an enormous child seat to the bike!

But that day has arrived. Karen and I cycled from Chalfont St Giles to Chalfont St Peter today with Owen strapped into our new Co-Pilot Limo seat. I was impressed how little impact the seat and a 20lb child had on steering and cycling, though our route was almost entirely flat. We'll see how we get on climbing Silver Hill out of St Giles!

Here's Owen in his new seat.

Owen and his new bike seat 2 may 2009

Finally, a word about the Randonneur. I've neglected it in the last few years, taking my Cannondale Road Warrior fast hybrid on our bike holidays. But riding it this week was a revelation, reminding me how brilliantly it coped with Land's End to John O'Groats. It took me the length of Britain without so much as a puncture. It's a real shame that Raleigh abandoned the touring bike market not long after I bought the bike in 1997.