...There was a photograph in The New York Post a few weeks ago of Bill Clinton and some other fellow entering a room. Seven-eighths of the picture was Clinton with a big broad smile and his arms outstretched, like a cheesy Vegas lounge act acknowledging the applause of the crowd before launching into his opening number ("I Get a Kick Out of Me"). The gaunt, cadaverous fellow wedged into the left-hand sliver of the photograph proved on closer inspection to be Senator John Kerry, looking like a gloomy, aged retainer trying to remind the big guy that he’s running late. In this case, four years late...

This month alone, Bill Clinton is promoting his doorstopper autobiography (My Lie - whoops, My Life), plus promoting a movie about himself (The Hunting of the President), as well as promoting his new album of celebrity duets with Celine Dion, Robbie Williams and many more, and promoting his new range of Clintagra male performance products which enable middle-aged men to maintain erection for two full terms. Okay, those last two aren’t due until the autumn. But he did release a CD of a new, more sensitive version of Peter and the Wolf in which, instead of capturing the wolf and leading him away never to be heard of again, Peter realises the error of his lupophobia and releases the wolf back into the wild. That’s more or less what has happened to Clinton: instead of being confined to the obscurity of retirement, the wolf is back in the wild...