I like the best of the British press. The best of the British press is very good.

In the next ten years we will have to continue to make changes which will make the whole of this country a genuinely classless society.

I don't have a shred of regret about entering the exchange-rate mechanism.

I want Britain to punch its weight in the European Community.

A country of long shadows on county cricket grounds, warm beer, green suburbs, dog lovers, and old maids cycling to holy communion through the morning mist.

When the euro was born, it was born in the wrong economic circumstances.

I will turn directly to the Asylum Bill later.