First of all I would like to apologise for my somewhat sporadic blogging over the last week. Real life has a habit of getting in the way of seeing your name 'up there in bytes'. Between trying to sort out a new office, writing proposals and cooking traditional fruitcakes as Christmas gifts (5 down 3 to go) my super bloggy-sense has been a little usurped. That on top of the ghosts of blogging past coming back to haunt me has led to a definite lack of focus on my daily log.
As I was adding the whisky to yet another mix, and listening to Radio 4, I heard the news that UKIP have gifted the Conservatives the next election. Nigel Farrage was a pain in the ass - but perhaps a necessary foil to blind pro-Europeanism nonetheless, and effective in a debate to boot. As a vehement anti-conservative, still nursing her wounds from the nightmare that was Thatcher's 80s, the news that UKIP may choose an unelectable peer as their new leader appears to me to be the guarantee that the ever-vacillating-on-Europe Tory party needed.
The next election is increasingly looking more like an exercise in swapping Blue Labour for Green Conservative - new faces and the same old shit.
It looks like I'll be spoiling my ballot paper, again - I wonder what abuse I can come up with this time?
Thanks a lot Nigel...