The Liberal Democrats leader has resigned. Phew wot a scorcher! We thought he'd never go. Yes the designated driver of the third party has finally bowed to pressure and done the sensible thing, he's handed back the keys of the Liberal bus. Well better that than getting pissed and running it over a cliff. There was always the possibility that he'd have to be dragged kicking and slurring from the house. This way a certain amount of dignity is retained and with the weekend still young he can go home, kick his feet up and chug back a quart of Malt and be back at work on Monday.


Meanwhile in a galaxy - well not far, far away just far away...
"Just in the nick of time Cap'n Kirk. That's one Klingon I thought we'd never be rid of."

"Aye Scotty; It's a pity he went bad, there was such promise. Mr Sulu set a new course for the planet Scotia. That I suspect is where we'll find his replacement."
"Another Scotty perhaps cap'n."

"No Scotty, that would be too confusing. No, there we'll encounter the formidable Ming. A force to be reckoned with no hint of an accent and just the right amount of peat in his veins."


"Aye Cap'n, that's what I meant sort of."
"Oh I see Scotty. Yes you're right. It must be a Scot. Say Scotty, that'll make a change, Ming saving planet earth for a change."

"If you say so Cap'n."
"Scotty you've got no sense of humour."

"Aye Cap'n."