I tend to side with Pandora Braithwaite

Every where you look, the government is cutting public services. Slashing benefits to the poor, cutting money to Education and to The NHS – in general making life a misery for all those not rich enough to warrant the Tories’ attention and kindness.

But they do this because we – as a nation – apparently have a duty to reduce the national debt, so that our children, and our children’s children will not suffer under the burden.

And they do this because we – as a nation – are "all in this together". It is a national debt, so it requires a national solution. It requires every true British Patriot to suffer the temporary restrictions they are forced to impose, and to do it willingly because it is something we are doing for our children.

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And yet, over the next sixty years or so, the government are going to spend thousands, if not millions, on the child of one of the richest and most pampered families in the country. A family that will never have to do a real day’s work, a family that will never have to worry about where they are going to live, how they are going to eat. A family that will not have to choose between feeding their children or heating their home. A family that will never have to worry about the cuts in the NHS or the destruction of the public education system, because they and their children are rich enough for it not to matter to them.

A government that tells us that we must accept these public service cuts – and any more they choose to inflict on us – will spend thousands, if not millions of pounds on a child that doesn’t deserve it and doesn’t need it.

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So while the rest of the public might be celebrating, and asking "How much does he weigh?" and "What colour are his eyes?" and "How he is doing?", I really have only one question to ask about this new member of the most pampered and parasitical family this nation is forced to support.

How much will he cost, Mr Cameron?