One of my very few disappointments about the cancellation of last month’s Radical Consultation is not getting to meet up with Tracy Worcester again. Tracy was happy to be on Zac Goldsmith’s Any Real Questions Panel with Dele Oguntimoju and Angela Bates but felt somewhat overwhelmed when John Papworth…at my prompting…persuaded her to deliver the Keynote at the Opening Plenary.

Privately I was expecting her to pull out which would have been a shame as she would have done so for the worst feminine reasons…doubting her own power as an advocate. I saw enough in 2001 to realise she has that rare gift of passionate engagement that can change hearts.

There was a DVD from Tracy in yesterday’s post. I put it on when I got back to the boat at 9.30 pm after my Ryesingers rehearsal for G & S’s Princess Ida. Three were three samples of Her Work as a Film Director with the BBC. Pig Poland was a Michael Moore style exposé of pig farming in Poland…with Erin Brockovich overtones. The Politics of Happiness was about the pressure on Bhutan to join the WTO and Is Small Still Beautiful chronicled the struggles of forest people in India to secure land rights. All three are hopeless causes. Polish Farming will be taken over by agribusiness; the WTO will destroy Bhutan and the rip-off of India’s rural poor will gather pace. What to do?

In my blog on 16th July I remarked that my translation of Lena Rainer’s book For Sweden Carl XVI Gustav - In Keeping With The Times published for the 50th birthday of the King of Sweden on 30th April 1996 was enough to put me in the Monarchists Camp if another English Civil War breaks out.

Sydsvenskan the publishers included the Bernodotte Family Tree on the inside covers. They had an A3 landscape space to play with…so had room for lots of royal relatives. The problem was that it was in Swedish and I had to translate it into English. Somewhat foolishly with hindsight I assumed I could just pick up the phone and get the Palace to fax me the Swedish-English Court Glossary.

Getting through to the Royal Palace was no problem…Sweden being Sweden. In fact they would have put me through to Carl Gustav himself. The trouble was that until I created it, no glossary existed. I think I got them right…at least there were no recriminations and my invoice was paid promptly. By the end I knew my Marquis from my Duke. So I know that Tracy as Marchioness of Worcester is towards the top of the English Aristocratic Heap.

In my youthful ignorance I was an instinctive Republican. But the best thing for England…and for the Left…would be a New Constitutional Settlement which places power in a pre-Norman Conquest English Council…and empowers the Privy Council and County Governance. The Lord Lieutenants of the Counties should revert from their ceremonial roles and become Chief Operating Officers with direct control of regiments, budgets, courts and taxes. A replay of the English Civil War is probably the least harmful way to reverse Social Inversion and return to a Cathedral Culture.

Charles III needs to carry on where Charles I left off if he is to hand over a Real Kingdom to William V…or Harold III if our Crown Prince gets killed in Afghanistan or Iraq. A bloodless coup would be best. But if this is to come about in my lifetime…by the Twenty Thirties…the political work needs to start now to prevent any excesses by the Right and to educate the Left on the Democracy of Monarchy. I propose to write the Monarchist scripts.

The King of Buen Consejo begins with Shaw’s Apple Cart and ends with the return of Real Monarchy. The early sketches for the sequel 2034…set 50 years on from George Orwell’s 1984…are set in the Baltic in 2034…après le deluge.

John Seymour’s Retrieved From The Future…set in Suffolk a decade after the oil tankers fail to arrive and London’s population dies of cold…has a similar feel. Like John I am going for the Detective Novel Genre. But where John has his heros piecing together recovered written fragments of the history of the collapse, 2034 has echoes of Ayn Rand’s question in Atlas Shrugged: Who Is John Galt?

A young brother and sister get drawn into the sort of adventures Enid Blyton created for her parent-free Famous Five and Secret Seven when they explore the mystery of the strange disappearance of William Shepherd…who will eventually turn out to be their Great Great Grandfather.

Two of the novel’s heroes are to be based on my daughter (born 1973) and son (born 1975) as I choose to remember them from 1981…but projected into a new world 50-60 years hence. As they are drawn deeper and deeper into their quest so the True Story of The Rebellion and the Real History of Societal Inversion…R.H. Tawney’s story in The Acquisitive Society over a millennium and its dramatic reversal within two generations…will be revealed.

Interestingly the first thing I did when starting to sketch out the plot ten years ago was to redraw the Baltic Lake Coastline by raising the water level fifty metres. I wanted to have some sunken civilisations for my young hero to discover. Nicholas John is a Steve Wozniak calibre inventor of genius who has harnessed Fish Mobility Technology for his small mini-sub…in much the same way as my 1950s generation designed go-carts and built crystal radio sets.

But I was aware that Kennedy’s Scientific Adviser Jerome Wiesner believed that Global Warming would be worse than Nuclear Weapons. The jury is still out on both counts so I will probably invent something completely different. I rather like the way Douglas Adams wiped out the human race with dirty telephones after sacking the cleaners.