[Jerome Betts]

My fellow Umbilicans, the yellow submarine lined with Norwegian wood to add stealth capability gives Urania a ticket to ride to hemispherical domination, no carnival of light. Yesterday, we let it be but do you want to know a secret? We shall work it out ourselves, by fixing a hole in our intelligence network and then things will start getting better, here, there, and everywhere, for everyone from plain Eleanor Rigby in the back office to dear Prudence and Michelle here with me on the platform. Personally, this being for the benefit of Mr Kite and his misguided followers, I'll follow The Sun, in calling for no reply to the feelers put out by that nowhere man, that failed former paperback writer currently heading the so-called Uranian peace initiative committee. Trust me, and I shall lead you into the sunny strawberry fields forever, provided I achieve re-election when I'm sixty-four.