Davick Cameregg for Prime Minister
I am late. I know, but today I have been to town. It is a beautiful morning, a sunshine and showers sort of a day. Large black clouds intermingle with blue sky and sunshine. The morning did not start in a satisfactory manner: she forgot to bring a ball along for my morning exercise. I was not amused this is part of my morning fitness routine, she usually manages a couple of throws and for this I have to be grateful. However, it is, as I say, a small, but necessary, part of my regime, I expect it. She was visibly hurrying me; which usually makes me slower as I tend to sniff every available blade of grass if I think I am being left at home. Imagine my surprise and delight when I found out I was wrong and I was invited to take my seat in the kennel on wheels and go to town.
Perhaps all the doomsters on the oblong box will be confounded also. Many say the coalition government worked out yesterday will not last six months. I hope that it does, my beautiful ears could not stand any more politics. It is not even worth the Popcorn nights, I would just love some peace. Peace is perhaps what we are going to get for at least a while. The Labour party will go away and create a new leader and this coalition will be that busy playing with their new train set, this lot might even stop short of asking us silly questions and telling us what to do, if we are lucky, she says. This coalition, will be fine, she also says, a bit like a young Luke Skywalker holding on very hard to Darth Vader’s leash. It is time for my rest. I have an extremely social morning, which is very tiring. I hope Davick Cameregg is not too tired to sort out the country’s finances!!
I am as always
La Grande Sophie.