Rejoice at the coming of a new political year.
While the rest of Britain has the joys of the general election yet to come the whole of St Andrews has had a sneak preview into the political incompetents who will be controlling our life for the next year.
I myself marvelled at the abudance of dross on the ballot paper and felt midly reassured that Mr Ron was there to save me from having to vote for inept people.
Rubbish prospects for a rubbisher Britain