… and then there’s politicians’ promises.
I reported almost a year ago that our local councillor had promised the banishment of the tarmac fairy from our land. And yet, cycling back from an afternoon putting together a literary pamphlet and commiserating with an ardent Yes friend (one of his pals actually phoned him from Australia to check he was okay, having taken some of the ‘give us freedom or give us death’ Braveheart-type rhetoric a little literally), I discovered her distinctive spoor:
(you’ve got to love living on a road with grass growing on it, though)
Of course, that was just a local politician’s promise – obviously, promises from proper Westminster politicians will prove a little more durable. I mean, Nick Clegg has signed it and everything. So that’s all right then.