Election fever.

Questions were asked last week about the proliferation of all the strange and colourful growths that had sprung up along the grass verges of the highways and byways of the countryside. Pickle remarked that he thought that on this planet plants only flourished in the Spring and what were all these things popping up at this time of the year. When it was explained that a local election was about to take place, and the posters were candidates advertising efforts to win voter support, to be, among other things, Mayor. Pickle wanted to know why anyone would want to be a horse and it was explained that the word was 'M-a-y-o-r' and not 'Mare'. Alright, said Pickle, "Let's have a go".