Bullseye, Vince
Crack! Bit of a turn-up: Vince Cable in sharpened incident! Well, all right, when he was about 10, with an air-rifle, with a friend, neighbours" windows for the holing of, taken down the station, ticked off. But these Lib Dem childish misdeed recollections are regularly of seductiveness (N Clegg, according to account, possibly torched majority of Europes cactus batch or singed a couple of leaves in a German greenhouse). We right away await the friends version, and, in particular, either Vince had been notice him for a little time of this catastrophic outcome. Next!
Maggies mental recall
You decide. Which would be improved for David Cameron: Margaret Thatchers approval, or Margaret Thatchers disapproval? Sorry, have to precipitate you: she thinks hes as well young, says her former PR man, Tim Tinker Bell, right away Lord Bell. And boring. And out of touch. And more: Bell is additionally reported as saying: After perplexing to watch the initial discuss Maggie said, "They annoy me". She is quite hurt by the approach all 3 do their pinnacle not to answer questions. Indeed. Remind me, large Argentine boat, General Somebody or Other, citation of travel. Next!
Crunch-time
An hour is a longer time in politics. A BBC dispatch timed at 12.59 yesterday reported that the Prime Minister, out campaigning, had left in to a residence numbered thirteen in a highway in Herne Hill, south London. Well: how dauntless is this man? The mins ticked by, and ticked by, leading even Duffy Time. Imagine my relief, then, when the headlines flashed up at 14.01 pm that he had changed on and had only been handed a little homemade cookies. How most more?
Watch this space
You Decide (2). Some competence feel this allude to from David Cameron is conclusive: I love Friends but I never got in to Seinfeld.
Whos a flattering pol?
Squawk! Arrr! More parrots! You recollect Charlie, the Labour-supporting parrot active in Bassetlaw, Notts: well, right away comes headlines of Archie, from Bedworth, Warwicks! Hes only had a revisit from Gordon Brown, and can tilt off Rabbie Burns, including, I trust, Dare to be honest and fright no labour; My love is similar to a red, red rose; and, of course, the good mans notice on hung parliaments, Suspense is worse than disappointment. Next, Chris Young, the Lib Dem claimant in Glasgow Central, has a ventriloquist action that facilities a parrot manikin called Ferdinando. Whats wrong with a good old British name? And where are the Tory parrots? Note: To exam a ventriloquists skill, try them with this, used by the late, good Ken Campbell: Who dared to put soppy fruit-bat poo in the passed mummys bed; was that you, Verity? Dont discuss it.
c.nevin@independent.co.uk
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