Dick Dastardly and Muttley - Photo Exclusive.

"Christ you've got bad breath. Is that tapas? it is isn't it. Urgh, fresh octopus and serrano ham. Did you go to 'Galicia' on Portobello? It's gone downhill a bit I hear...Anyway I recommend Listerine. I eat rotten meat half the year - I'd be lost without it"

What a goon. Frankly I can't be bothered to blog about this. He looks so pleased with himself. it's not cute, flopsy, it's nauseating.

Assuming he's being genuine about his concern for the environment (excuse me whilst I giggle a bit about that, but let's play his game for a while..), is it not a bit bloody convenient that he gets to talk about fluffy animals and dick around in the snow and nobody gets to ask him some simple questions like;

'Dave, when you said you'd "share the proceeds of growth", did you mean by redistributing money from rich to poor through support for poorer families with children and better public services? Or did you mean tax cuts for your mates?'

They do 19 types of Rioja at 'Galicia', Dave's "local". Apparently it comes in any colour you want, so long as it's red.

Anyway thankfully Ros Taylor at the Guardian has vented her spleen re: this yippie (Hippy/Yuppie) vagabondage here. So you can read that if you really can't bear to ignore the fool.