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Wednesday, 02 July 2008 19:32 |
I remember this day quite distinctly. It was April, it was sunny, it was warm and to top it all I was at home sunning myself on the hammock, with transmitter in hand firing off the camera every time a bird landed on the log that had been draped with seed and nuts and placed to look (from the camera perspective) about as natural as a skyscraper in Delamere Forest (Whoa man! I’m so subtle getting in those photography links).
Anyhow, all the ingredients were in place and to top it all I was at home enjoying one of those rare sunny warm days (warm being a relative 13 degrees Celsius ) when this lady dressed in black bumbled up the driveway.
“I hope I’m not disturbing you” she muttered as the gas barbecue continued to emit the aroma of my favourite bovine animal.
“Not at all” I replied. “What are you selling?”
“Hi, my names…“ (I’m not very good with names so well call her Sally) “…Sally”. “I’m the new candidate for the (insert suitable political party name in here) party in your area and I’ve come to solicit your vote."
“Why should I vote for you when the last candidate from your party said he would promote me to 'undecided' after I said I may not vote for the others?”
Her reply simply stumped me.
“Well unlike the other candidates who live in Ashton (next village across the bypass) I live in this village.”
Well there it was, the killer reason, though I couldn’t help wondering what she promised the Ashton residents in this by-election?
 Here's how our poll cards were marked.
She didn’t get my vote.
Dave
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