government, our economy needed major surgery. but, like millions across our country, this budget leaves us stuck in the waiting room with only a sticking plaster to hand. a country set on a path of managed decline, falling behind our competitors, the sick man of europe once again. this was a day for ambition, for bringing us together with purpose and intent, for unlocking the pride that is in every community, matching their belief in the possibilities of the future. but, madam deputy speaker, after today, we know the tory cupboard is as bare as the salad isle in our supermarket. the lettuces may be out, but the turnips are in. a hopelessly divided party, caught between a rock of the client and a hard place of their own economic