Lucy looked at her Dad and said "I want to be the Prime Minister."
"And why do you want to do that?" said her Dad.
"Because I want to make sure that homeless man and his dog in the doorway across the street has something to eat" says Lucy.
"That's my Girl" says her proud father, "Welcome to the Labour Party."
Lucy's mum had overheard the conversation from the other room, and not being quite such a fan of the Labour Party, she came to join the discussion.
"I have an idea" said Mum. "The garden needs weeding and the driveway needs sweeping. If you do that for me Lucy I will give you £10. Then you can go and give it to the man across the street and he can use it to buy some food for himself and his dog."
Lucy considered this offer for a few moments and then a look of puzzlement crossed her young face, and then her eyes widened with inspiration.
"Why doesn't that man come over and weed the lawn and sweep the drive himself? that way you can just give him the £10 - and he will feel better because he will have earned it?" she said, with that faultless logic children often display.
"That's my Girl," said her mother... "Welcome to the Conservative Party" .