A week in politics

Been a busy week... Tuesday I was in Sleaford, a one way, one trick pony kind of place; I was there on a driving improvement course. This is Lincolnshire County Council's latest policy in protecting its employees (from suing it). Actually it was quite useful even though the instructors gave the impression that they were the only people who drove real cars on actual journeys, the rest of us owned noddy mobiles and tootled about in our bouncey castle dreamworlds. A good tip- do up your rear seat belts. If you get shunted and have lots of heavy shopping in the boot, it can crash through the back seats as the catches probably aren't designed to withstand alot of force. You could end up with a frozen chicken bouncing off your head (abit like xmas eve in ASDA...) Even better, strap the frozen chicken into the rear seats, or buy a baby seat, Ok, getting abit silly now... Wednesday I was dressed as a Tudor representing aforesaid Witches Coven at the Lincolnshire County Show (with Victoria- see above!). It was a really enjoyable day, smoozin with the Chairman and various Directors. I accidently got interviewed by Radio Lincolnshire as I queued for a coffee. Always amazed by how many Toadies (note capital T for significance) surround the Chairman of the Council. Picture of him smiling with plebs... Picture of him touching pleb object.... Man of the plebs-er,people... Thursday, back to reality, pretending to be a 15th century Chinese story teller surrounded by cardboard warriors and bashing drums. Friday doing the same, practicing the play. I got to go in the front of the dragon today. It's really hot and tiring-respect to Dave! Tomorrow I am working at our Elizabethan Banquet, probably dressed as a minstrel, so I need to tune up the old mandolin. I really ought to learn some new tunes...