I've been resisting it all day. But I've cracked. Lembit's cavorting in the sun has proved irresistible. Its the sound of the spluttering over the corn flakes on the breakfast tables of the bigwigs in the Montgomeryshire Lib Dem stronghold that did it for me. You can still hear the reverberations bouncing around amongst the gently rolling hills of the land I call home.
I daresay that Lembit thinks he's the first Montgomereyshire politician to make page 3 of the tabloids. Well he's not. Not my proudest moment, but I made page 3 of the Daily Sport a few years ago. Match that, Lem boy. In fact I went international and made page 3 of the Queensland Coastal Daily - as well as most other media 'organs' in the Western World. If anyone googles my name, this bloody story comes up every time. It involved sheep, the police and the absence of my trousers. No-one knows better than I how total innocence can mushroom into an international incident.
Anyway, back to today. It looks as if Lembit was having a good time - even if the £60 a night Hotel Taburiente Playa sounds a bit penny pinching. Perhaps the Montgomeryshire Lib Dems were paying, just to keep him out of the way until after May 3rd. Today's Mail reports that 'the couple were canoodling by the pool, sharing long loving gazes, while kissing, cuddling and caressing each other. Wow! Pass me the cold sponge.
Might I venture to opine that Gabriela Irimia looked extremely 'fit and well' in the photographs. Personally, I liked the heels. Its my age. I've always liked 'heels' - ever since the sixties. I fully accept that it was Gabriela's intellect that attracted Lembit in the first place - but she did look 'well'.