You call this a budget?

Bloody hell, if I served up a load of tripe this big at the back I would be tarred, feathered and run out of town.

I’d have to run as it simply isn’t safe driving on most of our country roads – there are potholes out there which could swallow a steer, or small car, without a trace.

And that’s the whole problem.

You can only cut costs so much before you start cut...