I’m one of those people who don’t join clubs, a bit like Groucho Marx. On the few occasions that I’ve signed petitions, I haven’t put down my real name.
I’m blaming the fact that one of my relatives was transported to Australia, just for shouting his mouth off basically. So it’s a very big deal for me to join the Take Back Parliament campaign.
I saw the demonstration outside the London Liberal Democrat HQ on News 24 on Saturday afternoon and felt that there isn’t any point in me moaning about our rotten voting system if I’m not prepared to stick my head above the parapet.
So I’ll probably be in Edinburgh on the Royal Mile at St. Giles next Saturday, wearing purple. There are meetings going on all over the country.
After all, I’m in no danger of being sent to Botany Bay, they wouldn’t let us in.
Good for you, Katrina! Stand up and be counted. I find I’m doing it more and more often. With each gray hair, each protest becomes less of a problem.
I just hope that there is a good turn out for it. The new government has promised a referendum if MPs vote for one, but why would they vote to change a system which has got them into power? So we’ve got to keep up the pressure. I’m hoping to get some photographs of quite a crowd of demonstrators. I don’t have too many grey hairs at the moment but I’ve been told that I should dye my hair because of them! I just tell them I’m upgrading from gold to platinum. I’m getting Bolshier the older I get.