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urocyonOh my. At least our local MP is out sweating for votes. Literally. We've currently got a particularly loud campaign vehicle crawling around the neighborhood, followed on foot by Andrew Rosindell and three other guys in suits.
"Hello, Esher Avenue! Your Conservative candidate, Andrew Rosindell, is here to answer your questions today in Esher Avenue!" Rinse, repeat ad nauseam, turn onto another street.
If I could vote in the UK, and had felt any urge to vote Conservative anyway, he'd have just shot himself in the foot.
The din. Ye gods, the din.
"Hello, Esher Avenue! Your Conservative candidate, Andrew Rosindell, is here to answer your questions today in Esher Avenue!" Rinse, repeat ad nauseam, turn onto another street.
If I could vote in the UK, and had felt any urge to vote Conservative anyway, he'd have just shot himself in the foot.
The din. Ye gods, the din.
