No sooner had I written yesterday about the boredom of closed-door negotiations, than Gordon Brown decided to make a statement and the whole world went mad.
There had been rumours of a statement throughout the morning, but news only got to us that it was definitely happening eight minutes before it began.
Cue a desperate dash from parliament to Downing Street, as a small army of overweight, borderline-alcoholic hacks pushed tourists out the way in a violent attempt to get to church on time. For us news reporters, it was important. For sketch writers – it was essential.
Alas, most of us were too late. Trapped outside by a scowling policeman and a thick black gate, most of Fleet Street's finest were forced to hobble around one man with an iphone, set to Radio 4, which was playing the statement.
Just as Brown said he was now going to comment on his future, it cut out, triggering much horror and dismay from very recognisable faces. Then it came back in. "The reason that we have a hung parliament is that no single party and no single leader was able to win the full support of the country," Brown said. "As leader of my party I must accept that that is a judgement on me. I therefore intend to ask the Labour party to set in train the processes needed for its own leadership election."
"My God," someone muttered. Tourists, gathered around outside Downing Street, watched us with a mixture of curiosity and mild pity. Since then it's been frantic and occasionally funny, but there's no boredom anymore. There won't be today either.