I unexpectedly met the Mayor of Cambridge yesterday. He was standing in front of Cherry Hinton christmas tree frozen by the flashbulb onslaught - well, a bloke took a picture of him with a digital camera. I took Elly to look "at the king."
"Hello," I said.
"Hello," said the Mayor
"Are you the King?" I said.
"No, I am the Mayor of Cambridge," said the Mayor.
I had no idea of what to say next.
"Is it nice?" I said.
"Yes, it is very good," said the Mayor.
"Do you get lots of free sweets?" I said.
He looked deeply into my eyes to see if I was taking the piss out of him or if I was a genuine idiot.
"A lot of free sweets? No." said the Mayor.
"They are having coffee and tea and cakes in the village hall, if you want to go there I think it will be very nice." said the Mayor.
"Oh, that sounds nice, thankyou," I said.
I think I would like to be the Mayor.