Election Fever has reached a new pitch of excitement as yet another leaflet comes through the door. The joke is that the European Parliament for which votes are required makes the Westminster expenses gravy train look like an Oxo Cube on the back of a Farish N Gauge Class 57xx Locomotive with a Tender behind. Which is what all major party leaders will have shortly.
Oz feigns disinterest as Lily checks out the small print in the local manifestos.
I wonder why voting areas are called "wards"?
I suppose there is a connection with hospitals. Governments are quite like a Hospitals... you lie there powerless to do anything whilst lots of palliative drugs and some occasional surgery is administered.
And the Government does spend a fortune on consultants.
Our ward is appositely named. Guiltcross.