We're going to be seeing this in the coming months when Elly launches her crusade to save the old Town Hall from being demolished so that (as she perceives it) the sports people don't use sports to keep the arts from getting funded or whatever. As we know, Elly seems to see herself as a sort of savior of the arts from the vandalizing forces of jockdom; as we also know, she ends up with the public image of "that infernal nuisance making a fool of herself protesting something no one else cares about." This would be bad enough for her self-esteem in and of itself were it not for the fact that her campaign gets hijacked by a politician on the make and she isn't able to position herself as a sort of player. What ends up happening is that Mike's prediction about how someone like Radcliffe would have no problem claiming exclusive credit to her idea ended up being accurate. The end result is that he's the saviour of Milborough's past and she spent the longest time being known as the absurd fool making noise about nothing.
Ah, well. At least it beats the other identity she ended up earning: the oblivious idiot shopkeeper who let herself get stolen from and tried to ignore it because the thief blew sweet, sweet smoke up her arse. If I were her, I think I'd rather be known as a purveyor of dubious meals or an inept seamstress than any of the public identities she blundered into having.