My illustrious MP has finally favoured me with a response though it only reached me today. Funnily enough, it was dated 22nd of December, a day after I emailed a reminder with a link to the last Blog entry. It was concise, I’ll give him that.

Dear Rebel Rambler,

Thank you for your email of 13th December.

I would like to clarify to you that had I been able to as a backbench MP, I would not have signed EDM 83.

I believe that the Royal Household should be exempt from Freedom of Information requests where those requests relate to communications between the Monarch and Government Ministers. I also believe that there should remain exemptions relating to any private and personal aspects of any member of the royal families life, just as there are exemptions for every member of the public in that respect.

In relation to the Civil list, I can confirm that I will support the decisions reached by the Chancellor of the Exchequer on payment levels.

I trust this clarifies my position.

Yours sincerely,

Frank Roy MP

So basically this one time chanter of rebel songs, like John Reid, has re-invented himself as a rabid royalist for monarchy’s  sake. It does not matter that his constituents are being asked to tighten their belts and take pay cuts. He cares not a jot that his constituents do NOT have exemptions relating to private lobbying of government ministers as his party intends to give to the Saxe-Coburg-Gotha family. Nor do they have their income protected by law in such a way that Parliament can’t reduce their Civil List payment and can only increase it. Guess what they are doing this year. Yes that’s right, they are increasing it, at the same time that cold weather payments are being denied to the poorest and most needy in our communities, up and down this bastard UK, on the flimsiest of excuses and by using technicalities to avoid payments that are due to the most deserving cases. Will this monkey cunt lose sleep over that? No will he fuck.

Well I am going to take up brother Francis’ (He was in the AOH) challenge and make it my mission that he does not take the Motherwell and Wishaw seat. I don’t yet know how I’m going to do it but I’m going to give it my best fucking shot so as the old adage goes, “where there’s muck there’s brass,” it is also true that where there is brass there will almost certainly be muck and I intend to find it. This tosser can’t go around acting like a cunt all his life without leaving evidence somewhere.

So game on Frankie boy.