Bradley Ambrose, the freelance cameraman who inadvertently left his microphone on the table and recorded the conversation, has applied to the High Court for a judgment over whether the conversation was a "private communication" under the Crimes Act.
You forget Mr Ambrose, that you inadvertently taped a conversation and then consciously printed several copies. That appears to make a mockery of your protestations that this was an innocent mistake.
So Mr Peters, at a meeting in Invercargill, felt it was his duty to tell the country what he thought we were all waiting to hear.
He knows what he knows and why would any of us not believe him considering this is the very man who said he would never hop into bed with National and did, the man who said he would never accept the baubles of office and then became foreign minister.
How many more baubles can you get?
After years of chastising the media Mr Peters has used that very vehicle to what is ultimately grandstanding yet again.
Mr Peters has always had plenty of charisma and to give credit where credit is due has done some good.
The Gold Card and his advocacy for older people is to be admired and who could forget the wine box inquiry?
Generally I find most members of Parliament are hard-working, sincere individuals yet many get transformed along the way, losing their altruistic intentions, and the power of being in government - not the performance - becomes the priority.
Mr Peters, I know you had a stronghold in Tauranga for many years as the local MP.
People still remember your work and credit you for the Harbour Bridge that we as locals enjoy today.
Politics is a dirty business, just look this week at the defacing of all the National billboards by someone who thought they were doing the Greens a favour; the frenzy created by the tea cup conversation.
Whenever or wherever there is an opportunity to discredit somebody regardless of the actual truth the politicians or a certain faction are always in like robbers' dogs.
I recall vividly when I was a speaker many moons ago at a sports journalist conference in 1988 and had just announced my intentions to walk the length of New Zealand to raise money for the Muscular Dystrophy Association.
Mr Peters was also a speaker - he stole my thunder, dented my ego and also made me feel incredibly self-conscious. I was only 26.
While undoubtedly wanting to be funny, he suggested to the packed crowd of journos that walking the length of New Zealand might do me good as I was rather overweight and had packed on the kilos. Strange how certain comments people make stick in your mind.
Of course I have also been guilty of engaging my mouth before my brain but a few words of advice, Mr Peters, from someone who is getting closer to gold card eligibility: Whatever you say and do will be remembered forever.
