The volunteers were tired, heads were hanging low. The news had spoiled their appetite, for stuffing envelopes. Twelve points was an awful lot to be down in the polls, with only two weeks to go.

Shouldering the phone, loosening his tie. His running mate on pricks and pins, hovering beside. The candidate wrote furiously, as if to save his life, then hung up the phone and spoke with great conviction.

"When you're nothing but a boyfriend, dangling by a thread, keep in mind the bottom line, diamonds are a girls best friend".

Inches from the goal, one thing on his mind. To get behind her desk and make some big decisions. Power can be such a tease, you're always wanting more. It's good to know that just like sex, it can be paid for.

"When you're nothing but a boyfriend, dangling by a thread, keep in mind the bottom line, diamonds are a girls best friend".