Which Westminster role would you most want to take on for a single day?

Twenty-four hours behind the Number 10 desk, dodging questions and signing off on policies. Hopefully no one calls a snap election before tea.

You get the big chair, the fancy robes and full permission to tell MPs to pipe down. Honestly, half the appeal is the shouting.

Spend the day fiddling with the nation's finances and waving that battered briefcase outside Number 11. Just try not to crash the pound.

Your whole job is to point out what's gone wrong, ideally with a zinger at PMQs. Low stakes, high drama.

Less glamour, more emails about potholes and bin collections. But you'd genuinely see what local politics looks like up close.