Hornet listened intently to the budget debate this evening and it was like watching a Harry Potter movie. Full of fantasy and ham actors, with a predictable ending you can see a mile off. Wannabe MP Lightfoot made a good cameo, even getting in Camerons mantra of working together.
The gallery was packed, and Hornet ran the gauntlet not to be captured by the news crews outside the building, but did manage a smile at the Evening Standard dishy reporter.
Jonathan Read got all Tribal and spouted off, apologising for the length of his speech he had forgotten his watch. He probably would have done better with a calendar, and a cattle prod to wake everyone up afterwards. Lofty of course mumbled some interventions, but they were largely inaudible and uninteresting and particularly irrelevant anyway.
The public gallery was the place to be, the booing and hissing was something a performance on 24th December at the London Palladium would have been proud. All that was missing was "he's behind you" and Moylan really was....
The LibDems were there, and the decision on their appeal for more money will be saved for later. Their muted contributions overshadowed by their rather ill-judged letter asking for a top up to their combined payments of £33,000 on a night considering swingeing budget cuts.
It was mentioned, from the opposition benches that £4.5 million of the £5.5m income from the council tax this year isnt going to be used to soften the blow of the savage cuts, but to be "squirreled away" into reserves for use in leaner years.
Leaner years. This council wouldnt know a leaner year if there was a worldwide ban on cheesecake.
The reason being is most of the Councillors who voted for this budget wouldnt know how to access some of the services they are cutting, let alone ever contemplate having to need them.
And there is the rub.
While we have the powers that be rubbing their hands with glee and the pointless political point scoring in the council chamber, and no doubt tonight quaffing southern Frances finest; we have the vulnerable being bussed across the borough and back again so they can have a hot meal, or their day centres closed. We see kids having after school clubs cut or closed, and advisory services for tenants facing eviction being left on their own to name a few.
Still, there's always Holland Park Opera