Our local Labour candidate was canvassing down our street yesterday. Luckily I was just going out in the car.
A few years ago her predecessor knocked on my door and I politely chatted to him to try and gain his confidence. Then I took around the back and showed him the view. Lovely I said isn’t it. Then why have you approved housing on the green belt you are looking at. After a load of boring speel about it was the Tory governments fault he then turned around and said well anyway you must be my age. Have you thought of downsizing and buying a bungalow. I was very polite as I showed him out.
I suppose it’s a little strange around us. Tory MP, controlling Labour council and Lib Dem councillor. I won’t be voting. All as bad.
Saying that my Tory MP did help me when I was on my dementia crusade and also I wrote to the Labour leader of the council about something and not only did she reply promptly she also followed it up which I was impressed with. Oh and our lib Dem councillor picks his dog shit up after him.