Hard to believe, I know, but there used to be a time – only a couple of weeks ago – where I could go whole months without posting about politics, instead filling these pages with reportage, bon mots, raconteurism and other pretentious Gallic words that all basically translate as “the usual stuff you find on blogs”. There were even photos. So, in memory of those far-off days, here is a van I saw while out taking photos for a Lib Dem leaflet.
I love you Joey
I don't know if that really is lipstick and I've never met Joey, either – but I bet whoever he is, he's smiling through gritted teeth and saying 'that's so romantic darling, but I have to drive it to work tomorrow'.