Recently, while I was tending the flower beds in our front garden, my neighbours stopped to chat as they returned home after walking their dog.
During our cordial conversation, I asked their 12-year old daughter what she wanted to be when she grows up.
She replied that she wanted to be Prime Minister one day.
Her parents — both Labour voters — were standing there, so I asked her: "If you become Prime Minister, what would be the first thing you would do?"
She instantly replied, "I'd give food and houses to all the homeless people."
Her parents beamed with pride!
"Gosh! What a worthy goal!" I said. "But you don't have to wait until you're Prime Minister to do that!"
"What do you mean?" she asked.
So I said: "Well, you can come over to my house and mow the lawn, weed the flower borders and vegetable patches and trim my hedges, and I'll pay you £50. Then you can go down to the Town Centre, find a homeless man and give him the £50 to buy food."
She thought that over for a few seconds, then she looked me straight in the eye and asked, "Why doesn't the homeless man come over and do the work, and you can just pay him the £50?"
"Welcome to the Conservative Party," I said.
For some reason, her parents don’t speak to me any more!!!!!!