Well, 50 years ago I'd have said George Formby; cheerful, simple and always ready with a naughty song and a good tune on the uke - he'd have confused George W
and Bin Laden and he could have convinced the economists that it had all "Turned out nice again, hasn't it?".
Now, sadly, there aren't too many likely candidates - particularly the ones in situ - so I would like to nominate our milkman. He is a great diplomat and can always give a plausible explanation if the milk's late ("No, well, there were this accident on t' M6 and all t' traffic were goin' through town an', eeh, it were a long queue at t' lights). He can also be relied on to get the finance right - every other Friday evening when he calls for the money, armed with a mini-computer that
even gives a receipt. He also has a firm foreign policy ("I don't go abroad. I don't like t' food").
So, it's Darren for P.M., OK?
