Dum, dum, dum. Ayeea.

There it is. A shimmer. Right there. You catch it out of the corner of your eye as you hurry along doing whatever it is that busy and useful people do. The Conspiracy of the Toads briefly reveals itself again:

I rang his [Alan Milburn's] office to find exactly what being a Chancellor of a County actually entails. The creep on the other end of the line rather condescendingly told me that Chancellors of Lancaster don’t actually do any ‘chancelling’ in Lancashire – or anywhere else for that matter. Apparently, it’s just a way of getting no-talent, brown nosed toady mates back into positions of power.