May 17th. Last table day before the Election. The UKIPmobile

Unbelievable. Ready for our last table day. 

At 11.00am the UKIPmobile arrives. Councillors Mr & Mrs Connell dash up from near the Post Office. 

The conversation goes something like this:-

"You can't park there" 

"Who says?" 

"Double yellow lines- you'll get a ticket" 

"So - I'll pay the fine" 

Mrs Connell rushes off and rings the Police. 

Half an hour later Maurice CPSO rolls up. 

After some negotiation I say I'll move it nearer to the barbers where it is private land and there's nowt they can do. 

Perhaps I should have just drawn the Connell's attention to the numberplate. 

It was fun. It was circus. It was a publicity stunt. 

What's happened to people having a sense of humour these days?