Brown Knows

It's all very well me knocking the election and getting all cynical about politics at my computer desk. But if Mr Brown knocked at my door (looking all smart in a suit and red rosette) and asked me if he could count on my vote this summer, I'd say I haven't decided yet, Mr Brown. Same as I'd say to Mr Cameron and the blue rosette boys and the other fella in the yella party. And they'd probably say it's important not to waste your vote. But surely a wasted vote is a vote for a party that doesn't win.

Hustings

A word you only hear every five years. Shame. As it's quite decent. Maybe it should have more meanings...

Phone Voting

Half the problem with this general election malarkey is having to find your way to a church hall you've never heard of to cast your vote. Now, what with all these reality TV shows letting people vote over the phone, surely this is the sensible way for politics to go? Even I might dial up and cast a vote from my armchair. Actually I wouldn't. Though I did phone up and vote to evict someone from Big Brother about five years ago.

Spoilt Paper

Sometimes political stories force The Sun to move their page three hit of tit back a few pages. Or, worse still, not include it at all. Now that's what I call a spoilt paper.

Vote With Your Feet

Get in the voting booth. Take your socks off (or flip flops if we're having a warm summer) and write yer X on your voting paper using your foot. That'll show 'em.

Cynical? It's not just me

Liked this.
www.labservative.com
Seems a fair reflection.
Late night for the creatives at the Labour and Tory ad agencies.
Look forward to their comeback...