JAM TOMORROW, CHRIS?

Trust Chris Grayling to cock up a traffic jam in Kent, the Transport Secretary’s equivalent of being unable to organise a booze-up in a brewery.

Only 89 of the 150 wanted trucks showed up for the No Deal planning exercise at Manston Airport.

And they slipped easily on to the county’s usually clogged roads. Course they did. Try that with Dover’s usual 10,000 lorries a day and see what happens.

Still, it could have been worse. If Thanet Council had its way truckers would be navigating a housing estate with 2,500 homes on the runway. But there were too few jobs to sustain the development. So the airfield used by US jets to bomb Libya is abandoned because no one knows what to do with it.

Except the locals, who say the answer is right under Grey Thing’s nose.

Use Manston as an airport, not a lorry park – for Brexit-busting cargo planes to hop over jammed roads.

The problem is that at a public meeting in Margate, residents were told they’d have to fund research for the project themselves.

Seems a bit harsh. Grey Thing could redeem himself by chipping in. I once took Barbara Windsor to the Commons for a drink with MPs who’d asked me to arrange a get-together.

Babs astonished them by not being either the dippy Carry On blonde or lippy Queen Vic landlady they’d expected – but shrewd, highly intelligent and incredibly well-informed.

And that’s what made her a brilliant actress.

So I wish her, and equally likeable husband Scott, the very best as they struggle with her Alzheimer’s.