From the moment the Tory leader stepped on to Cornish soil yesterday lunchtime, there was an air of trouble.
And then, crack! Eggs! Panic stations. Who saw it, who threw it, who’s got the first pun?
The egg-thrower didn’t even have the manners to hang round and give us his full name, address and voting intention.
“What can you do as Prime Minister that David Cameron and Gordon Brown can’t.”
Surprisingly, Mr Clegg (greying around the temples) was stumped, waffling for two minutes and surmising: “There you go, a rubbish answer.” It was.
Quite what the primary school children thought of it all wasn’t clear. With loudspeakers blaring across the field, the whole thing had an air of a school fete. Without the fun.
But then, as they kept telling us yesterday, these are serious times. At least the sun was out.