“Goodbye, I don’t think we’ll miss you,” Cherie Blair told the assembled media in Downing Street as she and her family left Number 10 for the last time this week and she clearly meant it.

After ten years of close scrutiny through the lenses of the world’s press since the morning after Labour’s landslide victory when she was photographed with sleep tousled hair opening the front door to receive a delivery of flowers she had had enough of us.

Who could blame her? Some people the camera loves, others are less fortunate. It must be galling to be repeatedly made to look ridiculous, particularly for someone as eminent and accomplished in her own right as Cherie Booth QC. Whatever aspect of her character the cameras revealed, self consciousness or lurking neuroses, it certainly wasn’t stupidity but somebody should really have told her about the rugby balls.

Here’s a more flattering picture to go out on. She may not miss us but I think we might miss her.

(Pictures by Ian Waldie, Stephen Hird and Kieran Doherty)