Hello people! And a big Windsor-style welcome to you all! I expect you like the new-look blog. Well, I had to spruce it up a bit, what with the election just around the corner. You never know if old Cameron's going to be logging on and checking up on us. Of course, because it's a crucial time for us politicos I'll be coming out with lots more shite than usual. Take this for example: "The Westphalia-on-Sea area has suffered from years of decline since the Lib Dems took over the Town Hall in 1990 with visitor numbers and inward investment figures falling every year that they have been in control." That's right - I'm saying that people base their choice of holiday destination on which party has overall control of the Town Hall. How mad is that? And I can talk about things that happened in 1990 even though I wasn't here. Ha ha ha! Honestly, I am so wacky - how could you not vote for me?


If you're wondering what this counter is, it tells you how much shit the country is in since New Labour adopted all our Tory policies - capitalism, eh? Don't you just love it?


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Tuesday 29 July 2008


Can I really go on like this for another two years?
The weekend saw me in France on a short holiday so apologies to all those who have been missing their regular dose of insightful political commentary from yours truly Monsieur Windsor. I must say I was chuffed to bits when I saw that two people had left comments for me - it makes it all worthwhile when I know that you are both reading my words of wisdom. Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, can I go on like this for another two years, pointing out that Gordon Brown is a big fat dickhead? Well, clearly I can. I know there are those of you out there who might say the trouble with Brown is that he's been following a Tory economic agenda with all that disastrous PFI stuff in schools and hospitals, but my answer to that is simple - what's it got to do with me? Look, I've uprooted my family to come and live in this crumbling excuse for a tourist resort, and for the first time I can actually start to believe that I will be an MP with an MP's salary and expense account, so cut me a little slack here. You lot don't know what I've been through: tedious meals with the blue-rinse brigade and church fetes where everyone tells me they want Mrs Thatcher back is only the beginning. I've had to write endless letters to the Westphalia Express and turn up for the most pointless photoshoots. I've made these sacrifices and I want the prize, so you bet I can keep this up for another two years.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Yours truly?!!!!!!