So it's that time of the year when political parties send their wettest and most enthusiastic round the streets which I'd mostly forgotten. This was probably why I went into a stout demand for the local Museum to Conservative hopefuls*, only to remember (once I'd shut the door) that they'd been the ones to close it in the first place...

*I mean I go on about it to everyone, not just them, don't worry. Never trust a Tory.

The irony was that even though the guy was comparatively new to the area... he too had learned some cool stuff about its history.

More's the pity I guess and certainly less of an excuse. That lot know the cost of everything and the value of nothing.