If it had been up to a political junkie like me, I would have loved to have taken Alastair Campbell out for an eight-course banquet for hours on end to listen to one of the sharpest minds on current affairs today.
Alas, that’s not how Lunch with the AFR works. So instead I’m on Campbell’s home turf in north London’s people’s republic of Primrose Hill, heading into Greenberry Cafe, one of his local haunts.
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