Following the local elections, it time for Guildford Lib Dems to turn themselves to national politics and their desired aim of winning back Guildford. Of course it would help their cause, if they had a better candidate.
I recently found this lovely sketch by Quentin Letts which reminds us of one of Ms Doughty's not so stunning parliamentary performances.
As the text is too small to read, I thought I'd include this little extract:
Sue Doughty, a Lib Dem frontbencher, edged to her feet and started to speak, or so I believe. She was so terrified that it was hard to be sure any words were emerging. MS DOUGHTY, whose surname is in itself a work of beautiful satire, blinked and gulped. She looks like a Womble. Not a very brave one. A few Tory men started to find amusement. ‘Yes!’ Ms Doughty finally said. The Tories loved it. ‘Yes!’ they all cried. ‘Yes!’ Hoots of laughter. ‘Leave ‘er alone!’ growled Nottingham North’s Graham Allen, a respected Labour veteran. Ms Doughty shot him a glance of pathetic gratitude. She warbled some meaningless words and sat down, looking faintly sick. ‘Well done!’ said Nottingham’s Sir Lancelot. But even he was by now finding it a challenge to keep a straight face.
More to follow, watch this space.
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