About as Green as My Arse

If there’s one thing that will get me even more wound up than our glorious self serving politicians is our totally redundant and out of date royal family. If people think that our politicians are out of touch with reality then they should think again at take a look at Prince Charles – a man who lives in his own pampered world of delusion.

But what makes me all the more annoyed with these dinosaurs is the fact that this is a man who continually spouts on about green issues – and telling us all to become greener - whilst he continues to drive around in a petrol guzzling Aston Martin and taking trips abroad with more staff and hangers on than a branch of Tesco.

His latest laughable green credentials is to fly himself, and other staff including his personal butler and chef, 7000 miles to America in order to pick up a Global Environmental Citizen Prize. Hasn’t anyone told this self publicising half-wit about video conferencing and the amount of fumes and carbon dioxide aeroplanes produce on their transatlantic trips? Naturally, once he gets there he’d only be taking short showers and reusing his bath towel and robe for the entire duration of his stay.

Still, not to worry, he can always arrange a banquette for the starving people of Africa on his return.