When news of Ms. Couillard's second Tory boyfriend, Public Works adviser Bernard Coté, emerged this week – he resigned, condemned, as it appears are most of Ms. Couillard's partners, to an unfortunate end – I sent a note to a male friend.
“What?” I asked. “There's only the one woman in Ottawa, so they all have to sleep with her?”
His very funny reply, delivered by phone due to him being what a mutual pal correctly describes as a “Presbyterian squire” too mannerly to use such a line in a note: “You could move there.”
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