Bavarian Rhapsody

I make no apology for my hobbies. Golf is the sport of true leaders. And leaders must live up to their fine reputation on and off the greens. That is why I am glad to have acquired the latest handsome addition to my motoring collection - complete with the plate from my trusty Discovery.... (it was time to get rid of her. She must have been at least two years old).... by which our arrival will always be recognised. Eunice says it is flash, Teutonic and brutally unfeminine. She drove it into town the other day to pick up a trinket donated by a well-wisher and reported that it went "like the clappers" was a "bit of a dog" on the bends, but possessed a "pleasingly polished hood" . What a way with words she has.

Driving Up Standards

Some decry the personalisation of politics. But not me. And not Ken either. Together we are standing up for the best principles of opaque transparency. We are more than numbers. We are proud of our names and also our county council initials. We are brimful of fine ideas. Not content with tackling the county's roadside pothole problems, I have ordered an immediate trial of an original German scheme to sell potholes to the public. If our personal vehicles can bear fine expensive number plates then surely many voters will queue up to pay the price for filling in the tarmacadam fissures in return for their names emblazoned on the top of every mended hole? I think it is a model notion and I have asked Eunice, who has wide spread experience in many fields, to obtain public testimonials from her closest friends