On upsetting local politicians
It's that time of year again
"Good evening sir, I'm your Liberal Democrat candidate in the forthcoming local elections and I..."
"Oh, you poor, poor person."
"Wait...what? I ...err..."
"You poor person. Here's a pound."
He looked at me, his mouth opening and closing like a goldfish, clutching his shiny Queen's pound.
"But... but... progressive policies?"
"You poor devil."
"You want that quid or not? I pity you."
I'm only going to vote for one party on May 5th.
"Other political parties are available"