New times....
My man in Haringey & Enfield (hello Justin) tells me that we have been running a *serious* telling operation on Broadwater Farm.
Anyway, an entertaining evening engaging in a little light knocking up in Greenwich & Lewisham with Dizzy, followed by some drinking and breeze-shooting with the G&L crew including the man who, with any luck, will be the next AM. Stranger things have been known.
Early days yet, and I am deeply peeved about the London count being held over till the morrow - and no exit poll - but this does have the makings of the first British election I have really enjoyed since '92. Back then I was also in Croydon, and represented by the splendid, if outgoing, Bernard Wetherill. With my Essex connections, I knew that Basildon was the tipping point. Yes,really.
Anyway, an entertaining evening engaging in a little light knocking up in Greenwich & Lewisham with Dizzy, followed by some drinking and breeze-shooting with the G&L crew including the man who, with any luck, will be the next AM. Stranger things have been known.
Early days yet, and I am deeply peeved about the London count being held over till the morrow - and no exit poll - but this does have the makings of the first British election I have really enjoyed since '92. Back then I was also in Croydon, and represented by the splendid, if outgoing, Bernard Wetherill. With my Essex connections, I knew that Basildon was the tipping point. Yes,really.
Labels: Blogging about blogging, London
Broadwater Farm: goes to show what a heady combination the Right To Buy and a house-price boom can be!
I wonder how my estate voted.
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