Huhne's Washing Machine the size of Dot Cotton's?

A glourious piece in the Times showing the wonderful delusions of eco-warrior Chris!

Under the headline "Carbon caluclator is the latest tool for keeping up with the neighbours" Chris claims that his Household emissions are lower than those of the Director of Friends of the Earth, Tony Juniper.

All very commendable Chris! Until one looks at the detail...

The Times writes: Household emissions 8.2 tonnes per year (USING ONLY HIS CONSTITUENCY HOUSE, NOT INCLUDING LONDON HOME WHERE HE ACTUALLY LIVES WHILE PLOTTING AGAINT MING)

The Times goes on to say about Huhne: MEMBERS OF HOUSEHOLD 5. USES DISHWASHER FOUR TIMES A WEEK; WASHING MACHINE TWICE A WEEK

So Chris would have us believe that there are 5 people living in his constituency home?
Is Mrs Huhne travelling up and down each day to her job at the DTI?

Assuming a clean top for each one each day is 35 tops, the underwear, and 5 beds needing changing he then expects us mere mortals to believe his house only uses the washing machine twice a week?? The machine must be the size of Dot Cotton's in EastEnders.

Come on Chris whats your carbon footprint when you include your muli million pound main home in Cresent Grove in Clapham? Or the foreign pad?

Don't try and jupe Mr Junniper Chris.

Madly Ambitious

From the Times sketch 22nd June

Just had to share this with you...even the press are starting to catch you out Chris.

"There were hardly any LibDems in the Chamber for Environment Questions and only one of any talent (Vince Cable). Where were they? Perhaps sitting by their phones awaiting a call from the Great Gordo. Chris Huhne, the madly ambitious environment spokesman, had brought his phone with him and switched it on. "Brrring, brrring." It was the only noise in the chamber that mattered. "Answer it! Its Gordon Brown!" cried a Tory. Everyone burst out laughing and Mr Huhne, tingling with the knowledge that everyone recognised the inevitability of such a call, made a great show of silencing his phone. Later he stood up to ask a question about nuclear power. Sir Patrick Cormack, a Tory grandee of almost unparalleled talent, shouted at the Labour front bench "Answer with respect. He may be your boss next week." I thought Chris Huhne was going to die of happiness.