On The Placards
‘HANDS up who wants to hear from the Liberal democrats party conference in Brighton. Don’t worry, we can wait… Waiting… Still waiting…
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| Kennedy shows his true colours |
So that’s Mr and Mrs Charles Kennedy, the parents of Mr and Mrs Charles Kennedy and Simon Hughes. Anyone else? No.
The Telegraph and its readers are more interested in seeing eight pages of snaps from the day the country came to London, ”a day for 815,582 sensible shoes”, and rack upon rack of Comfi-Slax.
”Give farming a future,” says the red and white banned being held limply aloft by a small mousy-haired girl.
”HUNT,” says the banner one page in, illustrated as it is by a hideous image of a grinning Blair-styled fox.
”Hunting forever,” says former Olympic horse rider Lucinda Green. ”Leave cowshit in the country and bullshit in Parliament,” says a campaigner for cleaner Wellington boots.
”This cow isn’t mad she’s bloody livid,” says a protestor, wearing a ”You don’t have to be mad to work here but it helps” T-shirt and showing everyone her hilarious singing fish.
It’s a sure thing that Tony B. would see the funny side in that. Although finding the humour in a shot of 12-month-old Sophie Large sleeping beneath a banner is harder.
”When I grow up I want to go hunting with my daddy,” reads the charming message. And doubtless on the other side it says: ”For paedos, weirdos and people who leave the gate open.”
Ah, from the mouths of babes…’
Posted: 24th, September 2002 | In: Broadsheets Comment | TrackBack | Permalink
