Election Fever Hits Twatt
Yes, this fine and noble country is gripped by election madness. Everywhere you go, otherwise sanguine and unflappable citizens who in other times would appear unconcerned by a small invasion of Martians or an outbreak of the plague, are running around like crazed fools, sweating the small stuff over the likelihood of a hung parliament on May 6. Get a grip people!
And of course, no-one is being driven further to distraction than our very own Stewart Silverspoon, MEP for the South West and Conservative candidate for the seat of Twatt, Cornwall. This week he has been facing off with the big guns on Twatt FM. Let's hope he sticks to talking about about his plans for unblocking Twatt's sink and doesn't mention the Blacks. Or Immigration. Or Auschwitz - definitely nothing about that.
My wife stands by me at this difficult time...
A Change is Gonna Come in Twatt. Are you ready punk?

How fresh is your Twatt?
So finally, the election date has officially been announced. Yes readers, May 6 is the day that Twatt gets to throw the hatchet-faced Madge Vaj out by voting for the only candidate for real change - me, Stewart Silverspoon MP. Well, bring it on. Obviously I have been working for a fresher South West from the European Parliament for the last year, but this is the moment I have been waiting for - the chance to implement my plans for a fresher, younger, tighter Twatt. This will be my last post in my Fresh Twatt column during the election, as I have to get on my battlebus and get out the Tory vote. But you can follow the progress of my campaign, and read about all the changes that I am proposing every day via my daily tweets:
- a progressive policy of tielessness for all local professionals, paid for out of efficiency savings in Twatt Town Hall (I will personally be reducing my six-strong residential staff from my second home in Happy Bottom by a third);
- hybrid-technology busses servicing the High street, reducing emissions from your Twatt by 70%, and a brand new terminus for these planet-hugging machines, built over a virtually disused Children's Centre. The bus station will be paid for by closing the grossly inefficient fire station, which I have discovered is only operational when a fire is reported!
- a Maris Piper potato in every street in Twatt, supporting the invaluable work that our local police force (PC Bill Handlebars) carries out in the community. The Community Support Potato scheme will be paid for out of Bill's salary, when he is regrettably sacked next month.
So as you can see these are not idle promises, nor a wish list of un-costed gimmicks, as Ms Vaj has suggested. These are real changes that I will be bringing to fix Twatt's sink, and end the years of harmful wealth redistribution in our community since the Conservatives successfully broke the Union of Cornish Tin Miners (Now Uni-Corn) fifteen years ago. Can we really endure five more years of Madge Vaj and her target-obsessed cronies? Can we stand by whilst she launches yet another ill-thought out scheme to provide hideously wasteful round-the-clock care to Twatt's pensioners? Or put the Council Tax up by 1p so that she can build a swanky new youth club for the black and asian hoodies potentially destroying our neighbourhood? It makes me shudder just to think about it.
But, in the words of the late great Notorious B.I.G., Things Done Changed. On May 6, Twatt will come to its senses and return me to parliament. And you too have a part to play in a Conservative victory. My close friend David Cameron also needs your vote: a vote for change. People have said to me, "We can't go back to the eighties!" To which I often reply, why not?! Really, what was so bad about that decade? Didn't everyone (well nearly everyone) get richer? Didn't everyone (quite a lot of people anyway) have the opportunity to improve their lives? And didn't everyone (well many of the Silverspoon clan for sure) love TV's greatest crime-fighting duo, Hardcastle and McCormick? In fact, who wouldn't go back there tomorrow, given half the chance?
Well, now the whole nation has a real chance to go backward on May 6. I'm asking you to not to Change Your Mind. Change For Me. Yes my friends, Something Changed. In the glorious words of the Silverspoon family motto: MUTATIS OPES NUSQUAM (The Times They Are A-Changing).
Vote Conservative.
A Fresher Twatt in 2010: Silverspoon campaign launched

Silverspoon: not pro-carpet munching
As you are all perfectly well aware, this month saw the slightly cack-handed launch of the Cameron Campaign to clean up Broken Britain, and flog it off cheap at a Tory car boot sale. Our own man for the job of fixing Twatt's 'broken sink' - MEP Stewart Silverspoon - is also out on the campaign trail, patiently trying to explain to the villagers why their mining town would be so much nicer with a couple more hybrid-technology busses and a few less carpet-munching dole-scum. Let's all drink to that!
You know what they say, there aren't no friend loike that up Twatt...
Stewart Silverspoon on the Campaign Trail in Twatt

Silverspoon: man for the job
Apparently David Cameron is going to be Prime Minister next. News Media outlets in this country could not be more positive about thatand, coming hot on the back of their astonishingly accurate predictions of the massive economic crash we've just experienced, who could possibly doubt them? So you'll be wanting to get to know your local Conservative candidate, we've already had a number of blog entries from Twatt's very own Stewart Silverspoon, and now we're out following him as he "doorsteps" his constituents. WARNING! THIS SKETCH CONTAINS ACCENTS THAT SOME PEOPLE MAY FIND OFFENSIVE!
Kompassionate Konservatives!!
Fresh Twatt: An apology from Stewart Silverspoon MEP

Silverspoon: denies everything
"Following some comments that have been attributed to me by a number of media outlets over the last week, I would like to use my Twatt Matters blog to offer my unreserved apologies, clarifications and outright denials, as appropriate.
Firstly I would like to say that I am terribly sorry for my misjudged and badly recorded outburst to Mr Baxter Bistock during a broadcast of The Bisto Roast that the new expenses system was "completely insane" and and that I had been "fucked up the arse good and proper" by a cabal of "pinko-liberal Labour morons" who were pursuing a "deliberate vendetta" which was designed "to put hard-up millionnaire Tory grandees on the skids" and that I thought Gordon Brown was a "Presbyterian hair-shirted hypocritical imbecile" who should be "dangled over Westminster Bridge by his feet until he comes to his senses".
Obviously these comments were made in jest, and a closer review of the recording proves the Mr Bistock laughed uproariously throughout this exchange, and subsequently suggested that I was a "charming" man with "balanced viewpoints" and "excellent hair". To suggest that I was in any way unhappy with these appropriately more austere mesures to curb parliamentary expenses, and indeed would actually dangle Mr Brown off a bridge to make this point, is to make light of the very real plight of the most disadvantaged members of our diverse community, viz. Cornish Blacks, public sector worker retards and lone parent carpet-munching dole-scum.
I am also shocked and appalled by my denunciation of the NHS earlier this week. Once again, as soon as Mr Cameron had one of his image consultants phone me about the matter, I realised that despite my proximity to our Leader-in-waiting's inner circle, I was completely out-of-line and unauthorised to annouce the death of the National Health Service, or to say that anyone still trying to access medical attention from this organisation was "clearly mental" because it employs doctors who are "quacks and goons" who "couldn't cure a headache", and accountants who "are trying to rob Peter Patient to pay Gordon Brown". In fact, I was especially correct to point out that the NHS is so "desperately cash-starved it should be shut down, parcelled up and flown over to Africa, where they're all so bloody backward it would probably be seen as a good thing".
Once again, I am not sure that I made these comments at all, but if I did I was just gently ribbing some of my very wealthy doctor friends, who are naturally employed by Bupa, and who would never consider working for such an underperforming piss-poor health service. I would also like to retract the comments I just made about the NHS being "piss-poor", which of course it is.
As I have been live-blogging these unreserved denials, a reader has just tweeted to say that he was outraged by my use of the phrase "lone parent carpet-munching dole-scum" in an earlier outburst. I would like to say for the record that I have the greatest respect for the gay and lesbian community of Twatt, and to suggest that I in some way think less of lone parents because they are all obese benefit-stealing chavs with the parenting skills of Tracey Connelly, is to belittle the very real concerns of voters who chow down on box.
Will this do, David?"
Stewart Silverspoon is Conservative MEP for the South West and is standing for the seat of Twatt in the next general election.



