I’m never quite sure if I am living on our rock in quiet bliss or if I have fallen into a man-hole peopled by mad hatters led by madder politicians and some aspiring ones.

I can’t promise I’ll mention them all as to be comprehensive would require more words than even I can handle. So the PN in opposition are having a great time in rejuvenation except that they are sounding more like an old man who suffers the onslaught of a second, debilitating childhood.

First they lost the election by a gawd-awful whisker. Long before that they had lost the plot and a few bad apples but, as they say, that is pre-history. But you would have imagined they would re-invent themselves and come roaring back into life rising like a phoenix. They then found they had no money and a hole so big that no financial guru would want to dive into it.

They now elect to parliament—obviously through no fault of theirs—the man who was financial controller of the party when their financial woes were at their worst. The pitiful irony is so huge no one seems to have talked much about it. And now Dr Busuttil, in his infinite knowledge or irony, has just appointed him the PN’s spokesman on EU funds.

Can you believe there is more?

Franco Debono and the rest of the rotters have hardly been forgotten and onto their bandwagon jumps a new arrival and a council member to boot. So this guy wanted to contest the MEP elections and was not chosen. Things that happen to the best of us. When he wasn’t chosen he causes an almighty stink and goes on a long angry rant. Left out he grumbles and gnashes at all party legs—a terrible loser who should be asked pronto, prontissimo, to get lost thank you very much.

To add more salted malice to the wound this council member is also being investigated on criminal charges so he was the last man who could be trusted to be sent on a mission to the European Parliament. Well yes he could have been—and just as Franco did his stuff so will this man do the same if ever the PN is in power again and he is not given the plum job he asks for. He seems to embody the modern PN plight of if I don’t get what I want I destroy the party.

PN in power? It’s getting to sound like a bigger dream than even Alice in wonderland could ever concoct or fear. No wonder Joseph and Co go on smirking away like sleazy Cheshire cats.