Now that Mr Cameron, after four and a half gruelling years, has whisked himself through that wooden door, we have now seen the end of thirteen equally gruelling years of the Labour Party. I believe he'll be taking two long sighs - one, that his quest is over, the second, that a harder quest has just begun.
It is unfortunate that Cameron couldn't enter his new London home without Clegg following behind him, but so be it. As he said himself, a coalition will churn up all sorts of challenges, but I'm certain Cameron and his Cabinet will deal with them swiftly and sensibly.
Since I became politically minded, I took a back-seat in the travels of the man who is now leader. I watched him be asked if he ever pleased himself sexually over Margaret Thatcher on Friday Night with Jonathon Ross, saw him travel across a bleak wilderness of snow on a sled of huskies, have snot wiped on his back during a news interview by a courageous teenager. It would appear all of this is shoved into the past as that black door slowly closed last night.
Today both Clegg and Cameron face great hurdles aside from their own differences - our increasing deficit, immigration, social decline and the threat of terrorism to name just four. If they can manage to pull together in the long run, this will be a historic, and prosperous, coalition indeed.
David Cameron and Nick Clegg before their five year sleepover.
To add to this, Mr Amess was re-elected as my MP with an increased vote, in which I was fortunate enough to attend the national count for my constituency and watch the declaration - a fantastic but tiring experience.
So, we have the first Conservative Prime Minister since Sir John Major, and both my constituency and ward remain in Tory hands.
So, we have the first Conservative Prime Minister since Sir John Major, and both my constituency and ward remain in Tory hands.
I'm sure many Labour voters are kicking themselves right now. I think they'd better invest in shin pads.
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