For those of you who might be alarmed at my broaching a political topic in this post, I assure you it is on a very shallow level only. And those of you who know me, or have attempted to explain to me what the Chancellor of the Exchequer does, will be able to anticipate this.
This post was inspired by my beautiful friend Suzannah who, while watching David Cameron's address broadcasted live to the entire country commented: "And I get nervous just having to decide the top 10 trenchcoats of the season."
I found myself considering how easy it is to forget the weight of responsibility lying in the hands of our political forerunners. And for once my cynical side took an uncharacteristic step down, and left me feeling genuinely happy about the positive reaction David received following his speech. Even his on-stage kiss with Samantha appeared heartfelt. And, lets be honest, much more aesthetically pleasing than watching some other political firgures lip-locked.
22 going on…30 apparently
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