I had intended to get across to Ettrick, but only got as far as a gorgeous village, not far from Kelso, where I door-knocked the whole lane and learnt an inordinate amount of useful, enlightening, fascinating, troubling and important information
Much as I’d love to, I don’t have the funds to visit every restaurant and cafe in the region to nosh on fabulous local produce, beautifully prepared. Believe you me, if I had the cash, I’d be out there enjoying
Terrific day chatting to constituents in the east of the constituency, purposefully mainly farmers to hear directly from them what they’re up against. My manifesto ideas seem workable for them, so I’m on the right track there. But, my god,
Happy Summer Solstice! At last I feel well enough tomorrow to get back out there and canvass like it’s 199..7 again, or something. I have spent the last four days trying to get my health back on track at home,
[Trigger warning: I’m talking about extremely tough mental health themes in this post. Please make sure you have someone to talk to or something that helps distract you back to positives after reading it, before you read it.] When Rishi
The last of my major weekend commitments away from the constituency is done and dusted, although I’m no good for anything today except catching up on local voters’ emails, hundreds of which are hitting my inbox daily. I am delighted
Delighted that not only have I helped plant this lettuce but I’ve helped harvest the crop that outlasts Conservative prime ministers to go to the local food bank, and help the gorgeous local community enjoy nutritious fresh food to supplement
You can listen to Ellie Merton’s manifesto here: audio-manifesto.m4a
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