An MP offers this in her defence:
via. Those caps are in the original and possibly the most depressing thing about the whole expenses scandal. Has it occurred to you that through this whole series of revelations, MPs have claimed for Christmas decorations and bath plugs and their husbands have claimed for pornography, but no-one has put in a claim for a good book, or, for that matter, a bad one. There’s been not one refund for a bottle of good malt whisky, such as is vital to show hospitality to visiting constituents in accordance with the exalted status of the mother of parliaments. But choose your poison: you know what I mean.
What we do have are forty one inch plasma screen TVs. Taken as a whole the expenses scandal probably offers a pretty good cross section of middle class aspirations and all of them seem to be either banal, furtively greedy or just plain crap, with the partial exception of that Lib Dem MP and her mildly kinky leather covered rocking chair. You go girl.