The Tiger in my tank

A little bit of bad news cannot keep the champion out of the game for long. A little bit of bad weather cannot stop the intrepid County Councillor either. So, as Tiger was saying "sorry" in Florida, I wheeled out another gem from my collection of fine automobiles to make the journey to County Hall. Some of you may have spotted HUX 1, my beloved Porsche, in the balmy summer months. HUX 584, however, can climb snowbound mountains with ease and squash unwary peasants beneath its mighty wheels without upsetting the driver or incurring the slightest scratch upon the paintwork. My 582 other vehicles will be shown off in the days to come. And that's what top-line political leadership is really all about, especially in these days of restraint and prudence. It is my job to lead the drive for economy and efficiency. Ken - or "Barrack" as we now call him - provides the inspirational bit. But the Hux is prepared to get his hands dirty, or at least his all-terrain tyres. Together we are driving forward our plans in style. All of which seems to have given Eunice a fresh spark of enthusiasm for her highly-charged extra curricular activities.