I printed off 2,000 leaflets and then, in my spare time, set off around the ward distributing them. By and large, I received a positive reception. Lots of shouts of "Good luck!" – mainly from the older voter. But it wasn\’t always so positive. I bumped into one chap, handed him a leaflet and asked if I could look forward to his support. His answer was firm. "No. Sod off." I took it like a man.
So, come next Thursday night, you will either be watching the birth of the Red Mist Party – a new phenomenon in local politics – or the demise of a silly old fool who lost his temper at a £5 parking charge and lost another £600 to prove his point. Although, frankly, if I can beat what the socialists got last time round I\’ll be cracking open the Cloudy Bay.
Indeed. On the same grounds I shall be standing in the UKIP hustings for the Euro elections.