A staggering day in Aussie politics, as Kevin07 unrolls his sleeves and stops the business of getting on with the hard work (and, maybe, for his sake, gets some sleep) and ‘our Julia’ becomes Australia’s first woman prime minister. I’ll blog on all this when I can get my head around it all, but for now a memo or two (I don’t tweet; I don’t really even understand tweeting):

Memo to Kev: oops, eh? If it’s any help (and I’m sure it’s not), I trot out the same new year’s resolution for myself every year: ‘start less, finish more’. I don’t ever follow my own advice, though, any more than I’ve managed to get fit in the last several years just because I’ve told myself to at 12.05 a.m. on January 1.

Supplementary memo to Kev: I’m available, and my rates are excellent, if you want some help writing your tell-all book. We could call it Strewth, it’s the Truth. Or, Blimey, That Was Quick. Or, with apologies to Monty Python, Grate Expectations.

Memo to ‘our Julia’: I once wrote that Cate Blanchett would be Australia’s first woman prime minister. Sorry, I never should have doubted you! If it’s any consolation, once upon a time I bet good money that Laurie Brereton would become Labor leader. I never paid up, mind you (sorry, Glenn!).

Supplementary memo to ‘our Julia’: if you need a non-True Believer speechwriter, give me a ring.

Memo to Tim Whatever-Your-Last-Name-Is: do us proud, and maybe along the way you can help show blokes that feminism is good for everybody, blokes included.

Memo to Joe Hockey: defect! Defect! You know you want to.

Memo to self: on days like this, the purpose of blogging seems very questionable. Today, everybody is writing  … but is anybody reading?