Still delighted and overwhelmed with gratitude to have received 329 votes as a completely new politician in the Scottish Borders. And, as promised, I haven’t sat on my laurels, but have carried on to start setting up the local pilot
Quick pit stop at Pearson’s the Coal (as I still call it) mid belting around the constituency talking to local farmers, Berwickshire Marine Reserve, fabulous residents at local coffee mornings, posties, cabbies, dog walkers and anyone that I see. Really
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
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,
Canvassing on Monday afternoon, more long discussions about policy. People do not lack for insight and understanding. They just don’t feel they can share it with party hacks. Long chat about economic probabilities, the chances of Russia going Baltic, and