23 June 2009
Regrettably the politicians grand plan to stumble upon private funds or interest in the Olympic village once the ‘2012 Londonia games’ end has like all their ideas failed, alternative suggestions for the site include its use as a London base for MP’s thus saving much of their expense claims. Surely there is a far simpler way forward for our much defiled political classes.
Couldn’t the MP’s arrive unannounced in the centre of Londonia on a bank holiday and put down a layer of tarmac with enough space to park their 646 caravans. Of course the site would soon be full of rubbish with their leftover ideas scattered everywhere and the ensuing mess left for others to clear up. Naturally the neighbours would have to nail everything down including their 42” plasma televisions, microwaves and other such items that MP‘s lay claim to, although how one is to make ones floating duck house secure is anyone’s guess? Perhaps a moat.
It is likely their caravan site’s requirement for green, grey and brown wheelie bins (total 1938) will require the cordoning of Westminster Bridge on environmental issues although given the stench permeating from Parliament who’d notice the smell from the much maligned wheelie bin who has often come to aid of government in the safe storage and recovery of personal data CD’s of many millions of UK citizens.
The obvious advantage of the unplanned caravan site is its transient nature, with any MP found to have acted inappropriately being immediately banished from the site, although with the likelihood all will match this criteria what one is supposed to do with the resultant empty section of tarmac is a bit of a dilemma given London’s congestion charge policy.
Maybe Skegness has room for the sudden arrival of the displaced 600 plus caravaners, with Skeggy’s Funfair attractions, the Roller Coaster, Dodgems and Twister allowing our political elite to keep their hand in, before once more ‘grasping’ the opportunity to take us for a ride.
What is certain this sad group of outcasts will suddenly materialize knocking on doors looking to be accepted back into society after a bewildering four year absence before once again mysteriously vanishing for a further four years, presumably abducted by aliens, or perhaps on a jaunt investigating the Bermuda Triangle and its adjacent beaches.
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