For the first time in my life, I’m conflicted about who to vote for
I can no longer claim to be comfortable with “wasting my vote” on a candidate who has no chance in hell of winning, simply because it’s the candidate I prefer.
Just a short man from Yorkshire with a penchant for bow ties, afflicted by opinions about stuff.
I can no longer claim to be comfortable with “wasting my vote” on a candidate who has no chance in hell of winning, simply because it’s the candidate I prefer.
Three Prime Ministers, a General Election, countless votes and an illegal prorogation haven’t managed to resolve the crisis the country now finds itself in. The problem? Parliament.
It’s no longer the party of Winston Churchill or Margaret Thatcher. It’s not even the party of Theresa May! It’s the party of Jacob Rees-Mogg, David Davies and Boris Johnson. And that they are the governing party sends shivers down my spine.
For a man of whom it’s so often said is full to the brim of integrity and honesty, his handling of Brexit and every major issue that’s plagued the Labour Party under his leadership has shown anything but.
I love driving. I love cars. Although I’ve only been driving for five years and own a Citroen DS4 (not exactly the symbol of the modern petrol head), I love nothing more than buckling up and setting off on the open road. But since having my first car go wrong on the first properly long drive I went on, I appear to have developed a condition suitably described by the Urban Dictionary, as vehicular hypercondria.
I wouldn’t normally reference the Urban Dictionary, but for the purposes of this Continue reading [...]