that was all a bit odd.

The explanation is I suffer from carsickness and sometimes

I get ill even in a stationary car.

I actually once threw up watching an edition of Top Gear,

but that was chiefly because I don't like Jeremy Paxman, Clark...

Clarkson, isn't it?

Anyway, the fourth sector is something I feel very passionate

about so let me try and explain it to you.

I don't know if Ben's talked to you about the cake image.

Let's imagine I'm a mum, cos I am,

and I'm trying to bake a cake for my children.

And my aim is to bake a cake that actually can consume itself

cos that in a sense is what the fourth sector is doing.

We're baking a self-eating cake.

which I can't quite read

because I wrote them in a hurry, so the point is, this leaflet tells you

all you need to know.

Actually, you don't need me wittering so help yourself

to the literature, help yourself to...

we haven't got a cake, cos it's eaten itself...

but we have got nuts.

Sorry, we haven't got any nuts, we've just got Skips.

We've got no nuts. DoSAC has no nuts.

There's a headline. Please don't use it.

Sorry I missed it. Did it go well?

No.

Well, more good news.

I'm afraid my chances of becoming an MP have been torpedoed

by the U-boat that was you.

The selection committee decided that my association

with you was too divisive.

The dream is over, eh?

I'm devastated. I had 500 quid on you being the new Foreign Secretary.

It's a great loss to regional politics, for sure.

By flying so close to your bright sun, like Icarus,

I have crashed to the earth and died.