Kia ora Renée, I got your message.

Yes, Steven Joyce is right, we in Huntly couldn’t care less what John Key does – we have sworn allegiance to the National Party and we will stick with him through thick and thin.

Here in Huntly we call a spade a spade and all I can say is I feel really sorry for the poor bloke. Good old John. Friend of Farmers and Brewers – we know what side our bread’s buttered on and so does John.

It stand to reason – John has a lot on his shoulders – Judith Collins for one. It’s not easy being a Prime Minister and we in Huntly understand that.

Now the SIS gets into the act and as for the people in his office – how can the man possibly know what they get up to when he’s out talking to farmers and brewers? To Businessmen, CEO, real men who wear ties?

The thing is – John sticks up for what he believes in and so do we. He said the takeover of Maori land and the forcible eviction of Maori, so settlers could take the land, was ‘settled peacefully’ and that’s our John. He says it like it is. Yeah, you’re right, there was that matter of the golf course in Raglan, and I admit my great great great grandfather got some land but as he explained it to the local Maori, ‘I’ve got a wife and eleven children to support, I need the land.’ Obviously that was settled peacefully because I’m a fifth generation New Zealander.

So one of John’s friends is a blogger? So what? Here in Huntly we all blog – so I think we can safely say that being a blogger is not a crime. What is it with people in Wellington? Don’t any of them blog?

As for that that new leader of the Labour Party, Andrew, you only have to listen to his language – ‘Cut the crap’? – is that the kind of language that should be used in Parliament? I mean ask yourself? Might be okay in the cowshed or around the dogs and sure, sometimes in the kitchen when the wife’s tried out one of the new recipes with rice in it, but that’s Labour for you – unionists, gays, strident women, what can you expect?

Anyway you can rely on John. And Steven. Good blokes. They know which side their bread’s buttered on.

What we have to remember, Renée, is that anyone can forget things – I forgot I had a wife up there in Wellsford which is why I got into that spot of bother a few years ago. All settled. The judge understood. It’s not what you know (or what you remember) – it’s who you know.

Here in Huntly, we know John knows that.

Joe