Below, Keight as pictured crawling from Grave in St Chad's

The scene: A Sunday afternoon, a Wedding in the picturesque venue of St Chad's. A happy day perhaps for the bride and groom and for our reporter who was cycling back from a computer fair with a few bargains.

Heres the story from the horses mouth............

Kirkby times took part in an impromptu debate with the leader of Knowsley Council, the debate was a one sided affair, Keight was lost for words. The debate happened as our courageous reporter was cycling past St Chads. Noticing a Wedding, our reporter slowed down and spotted Keight standing with a little clique of well dressed and pretty unfit looking political players. A large red faced Mayor seemed to stand up for Keight who it must be said seems to have aged recently and seems a little pale looking beneath the Derek Hatton type tan he had.Heres the story from the horses mouth...........

I was cycling along and turned up by St Chads where I saw a wedding in progress, looking upon such events as a sign of bad luck, I decided to quickly yet safely steer through the crowds who were standing outside the Church. I took a look around and saw a group of blokes who were wearing expensive suits, and in their midst was Jim Keight, the hated leader of Knowsley Council.

Keight the Dictator!

As soon as I saw him I knew I had to say something, hopefully make some sort of point to this arrogant self righteous Dictator whilst I had the chance. You NEVER see this bloke out and about like normal people, probably cos he'd be given at best a verbal slapping, which is what happened on this occasion.

I decided to start off by gaining his attention, once he answered to 'Mr Keight', I made my point quickly. "What do think your doing bringing Sonae to Kirkby?" I began, no answer was forthcoming so I pressed him with another question "Why is it you can sell off Kirkby?"

Keight Orange Skinned!

Keight was speechless, its embarrassing to be at a Wedding and be singled out by someone protesting at his dealing and scheming in Kirkby. Since no answer was coming I told him, pretty loudly so everyone else could hear "You ought to be ashamed of yourself Keight", and informed the crowd that "This man is a disgrace to Kirkby and is not going to get away with it", Keight seemed to be getting paler, his Hatton like tan fading as he became the focal point of a few sniggers by those in the crowd who seemed to be enjoying the exchange. One of the clique of sycophant's surrounding the orange skinned leader of Knowsley council spoke out, the bloke was wearing a big chain and was likely the lord Mayor of Knowsley. He said something about 'no need for politics today' Sorry mate, politics goes on 24hrs a day and if a local comes across a man like Keight who has betrayed the local community, then he has every damn right to speak his mind. That's democracy. No-one said it was gonna be easy.

Keight's Insane Politics!

Keight was wearing a pin striped suit and likely it cost a few quid, but nonetheless, despite his efforts to stay groomed, it is noticeable that Keight was not looking so smooth when just one protestor had a good go at him. It is worth noting that Keight, and the rest of the muppets of Knowsley Council don't take too well to protests. It would be good if others could shout out the odds at Keight wherever he is. Pressure is needed and to let the likes of Keight get away with his disgraceful treatment of the good people of Kirkby is not an option. The Labour Mafia up here has got to be dismantled and the locals be allowed a chance to have the final say on decisions which affect us all. Having Keight and a few of his mates all vote in unison for whatever they want is insane politics which has led to Kirkby becoming one of the most socially deprived places in the UK. Keight and his mates including the Lord Mayor in all his spender, didn't look deprived of a few quid, but nor are any of those Labour Faithful in Kirkby who make a political career out of shutting up, towing the line, and keeping their secrets to themselves.

A Nods as good as a Freemasons handshake in Knowsley

Those secrets, whatever they are, will eventually leak out.

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