Animal farm

AS Willie Rennie dawdled with broadcasters at the launch, the scribblers were shown, childlike, to a table laden with sweets. Some seemed to be sly digs at the leader’s animal woes. There were sugary sheep (he was biffed by a ram) and pinky pigs (a different biffing and ramming). When he saw them, Willie groaned: “Oh, not pigs. That’s so last year.”