Uneasy Lies The Head That Wears A Crown.

HENRY-THE-ERIC

Her Ladyship has been avidly watching the BBC adaptation of Wolf Hall which details the intrigues of the court of Henry VIII and she couldn’t help but draw comparisons with the modern day machinations of Wallasey Town Hall……….

As we know our new king-in-waiting Eric “Feeble” Robinson, currently deputy CEO and “Director of People” at Staffordshire County Council, is on his way in ,whilst it would appear that someone who was the power behind the throne may be on their way out ……

Curiously we understand that Eric Feeble tried and failed to get the top job at Staffordshire – and so it would seem that Staffordshire’s loss is Wirral’s , er, loss – especially as sources describe him as ” dull”.

What’s more he’ll soon have to ditch his dictator-like “Director of People” tag and realise that there’s only one “Director of People” round here isn’t there Frankenfield?

Under the circumstances his appointment comes as a great disappointment to us at Leaky Towers as our last monarch Comrade Burgesski proved to be an endless source of material for satire – especially towards the end of his tenure – talk about there’s no fool like an old fool!

Which brings us seamlessly on to our next subject who apparently has suddenly taken to that old standby of “feigned victimhood” and probably on legal advice has realised that if you’re possibly going to bang in a constructive dismissal claim then turning up for work and smoking fags out the back of the Town Hall every day won’t help their case.

Of course one of Eric Feeble’s first (of many) headaches will be to sort this particular pressing problem. Certainly it would seem the Labour group urgently want this latest development “sorting” – ie, yet another big bung before the election. However the tried and tested formula of trying to make the person concerned redundant and pretending to delete the post would mean this decision would have to be discussed at full council, something that would prove highly problematic for certain councillors…….especially if the usually docile elected members wake up and cynically smell a political opportunity.

What’s more this Boleynesque “tragic heroine” figure does indeed know where all the bodies are buried (and even further has regularly been at the graveside casually dragging on a fag as someone else’s career was turned to ashes in the name of reputation management ).

This is indeed turning out to be a salutary tale of how the the court of Wallasey Town Hall operates – the once highly favoured courtier eager to serve those ruthlessly abusing their power who misjudges their influence and authority and swiftly becomes a liability and a target of the self-same tactics they themselves once espoused.

Under the circumstances we predict this case will be expedited quicker than Stevie Wonder singing “Signed,Sealed,Delivered” on amphetamines….especially when an old alliance has been “reignited” (pun intended) with an equally addled nicotine fan. This is particularly curious development as there were all kinds of lurid accusations flying about Wallasey Town Hall before our main protagonist became suddenly indisposed.

Not indisposed enough to prevent applying for jobs elsewhere however …and where was they making that last failed attempt to jump ship? Why could it be Staffordshire County Council?, currently home to one Eric ” Feeble” Robinson…………… we can almost hear the cries of “The Queen is dead – long live the King….” ringing round the corridors of our very own local version of Wolf Hall .

Wolf Hall – Daily Mash Style

 

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