Thoughts turn to Britain and in particular Thornbury today with the local elections. For the past two sets of local elections I was a Labour Party candidate for both South Gloucestershire and Thornbury Town Council. My key concern would have been whether I would beat my record from previous votes.
So far in each of the 5 seats I have contested I have come bottom, which has included the ignominy of being beaten by a joke candidate. My vote in 2003 was nearly halve that of 1999. I should make it clear that apart from 1950 when Tony Crosland was the MP, Thornbury is not Labour territory.
Even so this is not how I expected it to turn out. I had expected that some of the Pepworth magic that was successfully deployed in my student union election days would rub off. (For the purpose of vanity, I should point out that I was elected in each of the 6 elections I contested and topped the poll in 5. The last election being to become President of the students’ union.)
So tonight I will be spared having to conceal disappointment, listening to mutterings from the counting staff that “the Labour man isn’t doing well”, remonstrating with the returning officer that his staff aren’t counting the votes properly and at 3am Friday morning for a fleeting moment wondering that if I was really that desperate to be on the council perhaps I should grow a beard and/or don a floral print polyester dress and throw my lot in with the Lib Dems. I am not that desperate to be on the council.
Fraternal greetings to Bob Hall, Gillian Foxton, Colin Burgess and Alasdair Hall, your extremely talented and able Thornbury Labour candidates for South Gloucesterhire Council.