Sorry I missed you, let's not get Brexit done, how a socialist Government will transform British society .....

T'was the night before the election and frosty winds did moan.

T'was the night before the election and the polls were undecided.

T'was the night before the election and Boris Johnson was in the fridge.

T'was the night before the election and Captain Corbyn was on the bridge.

I remember some great election nights when neighbours came round and beer was drunk as we waited for Sunderland to declare. We were only ever hopeful for, rooting for and had cast our own votes for a Labour Victory with a capital L and a capital V.

After all as we cheerfully reminded ourselves if Margaret Thatchers epitaph was the poll tax then Harold Wilson's legacy was the Open University.

Now Boris Johnson's epitaph will be: 'Get Brexit Done'. Three words like a drum beat echoing across and through this election.

I have an App on my phone, what3words.

Apparently every hectare or square metre of the world can be identified by three words.

Recently a group of young people became lost and sensibly using their mobile phones rang for help. The operator got them to download the App and to then say which three words appeared.

The three words identified them as being lost in Hamsterly Forest and a vehicle was dispatched to rescue them.

I'm not sure if Get Brexit Done appears as a rescue option on the App, but it is a Mantra that has become lodged in brains, except that if anything it probably means Lost At Sea.

Which of course is exactly what we will be if Brexit does get done.

But elections are won and lost by Mantras. Who Governs Britain asked Edward Heath in the middle of a Miners Strike and a Three day Week.

Not you replied the electorate and so we were gifted Harold Wilson from Huddersfield.

I once spent the night in the Harold Wilson Suite in a hotel in Huddersfield. It was very plain. It spoke in a comforting Yorkshire accent, the pound in your pocket etc. It was comfortable and the breakfast was very good.

But Harold Wilson was a political genius. He was an excellent Prime Minister and as President of the Board of Trade believed in Central Planning to move the country forward rather than leaving things to the Market to sort out, which of course they have, in their own interests and with their own profits in mind.

So tomorrow we will rise and go down, not to the sea in ships, but to the Polling Station in Trepidation.

What can possibly go wrong?

After all, the Labour Party has a modest manifesto, a bit to the right of Norway and Sweden, which is fully costed and as Denis Healey once remarked he will squeeze the rich 'til they squeal, and this manifesto will cost the Billionaires a bit more, but their back pockets will not be squeezed their wallets will be a bit less full of the monopoly money with which they buy and sell apartments on Park Lane but they will still continue to eat well and drink fine wine and the vintage Bentleys will continue to grace their garages.

But the Tories will Get Brexit Done!

Persuasive if you live and work in Sunderland where Nissan sets the rules for pay and conditions but we can't live in paper houses here in the North East, if Sunderland does declare first then we will get an inkling of whether their will be houses enough for anyone to live in, paper or not.

We have a fine Parliamentary Candidate here in Hexham and Ponteland and we have a sitting tenant in the form of our current constituency MP Mr Opperman but I will be casting my Vote for Labour's Penny Grennan.

We sit here on the very edge of the Constituency before it slips into Durham, our Postcode claims that we are in Durham. but we will vote with our consciences not our Postcode.

I spent Sunday evening with our candidate watching the Mike Leigh film 'Sorry I missed you' it was a traumatic viewing experience and Penny dealt with the politics of it very well, Unionisation, the non sense of self employment versus employment, workers rights and the pressures that working people face simply to earn a living and join the property owning democracy.

I sat quietly  because that afternoon I had ordered three books on Amazon and ironically one of those books was:

The Fall and Rise of the British Left.

Which explores how a socialist government might transform Britain.

But the moral dilemma is clear. Sold on Amazon, delivered by a driver working to a strict timetable with his progress being communicated by text message advising the exact hour of the day when the delivery will be made.

When the book arrived I was feeling compromised and was extremely solicitous of the drivers well being.


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