THERE were no roses, no jokes, no banter, just frowns, clenched fists and gritted teeth.
This was a prime minister and deputy prime minister who meant business. Or so they would have us believe.
For the relaunch of the Coalition, the perfumed surroundings of the Downing Street rose garden in 2010 were replaced with a screechy, oil-splattered factory and an audience of roughly-hewn tractormaker types.
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