I tell you what. I reckon the Out brigade should save their money on paying consultants to draw up a fancy leaflet to support their case. I can do it for them with a bit of negative campaigning centred around just three photographs, with the simple question "You want IN or OUT?". A leaflet draft is set out below:

The EU - You want IN or OUT?

"This is Dave speaking. Yes, I am with the first Kinnock in a thousand generations to go to University but we've first got to teach the bugger how to use a phone"

"For he's a jolly good rich fellow, and so say all of us....."

"FFS Paddy, tell the Windbag he's wasting his time ringing Boris!"

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Now there's a trio of jackanapes for you. Dodgy Dave, Paddy Pantsdown and the Welsh Windbag - Kinnockio. I was going to say an unlikely trio but I honestly don't think any longer that it is "unlikely". They are all in it together - even though we aren't. When the establishment want to sell something to you really, really badly then I can't help feeling that it's something they want to keep you in your place and at the same time preserve something that is good for them. And the EU has certainly been good for the Kinnock dynasty - every damned one of the Kinnock adults, as well as giving a retired Paddy a high profile job for a while. And it will surely look after Dave in the future if we stay in. 

In the last photo we have the obligatory female, Harriet Harperson, just to appeal to members of the fairer sex and those unsure as to what sex they are.

No, no - it's in the interests of all of the above to keep the gravy train on the rails. Things like the EU and the House of Lords are too good a number to let slip away. When you and I were trying to work out what we could afford for Christmas, in the last month of Lords' expenses yet published, November 2015, Paddy claimed his £3,300 expenses as a nice top up on his massive public sector pensions. As you'd expect, he was outdone by those Kinnocks - the Windbag claiming £3,600 and his Mrs a massive £5,550.  £9,150 in one month into that family's coffers and that's just expenses.

By God, I need a stiff drink.