Yesterday proved unexpectedly busy, what with going to the Utilise Social Cafe and then to a canvassing training session by the Labour Party. Those were the planned events; but on my way home from the cafe I ran into Jan parking her bike. This happens a lot these days, since she’s in Loughborough every Saturday, and it fell out that she was on her way to a pub. Who am I to resist the promptings of fate? I promptly fell in with her and accepted the generous offer of a drink, which took care of the intervening time until I went to Unity Building for the canvassing.
Canvassing is something I’ve often thought about doing but was too afraid to ask, the thought of knocking on people’s doors and asking them to vote for us being somewhat daunting. So it was good to have some training in this area and next week I will be going out with some other reddish bods and doing it for real.
After the canvassing came another unplanned event. At the cafe I got talking to a couple of women who go there, and they told me about a demo that afternoon against racism and for – well, peace and harmony and stuff. I’m aware that this sounds a bit like Neil from The Young Ones, but there it is. About half a dozen white British people and twenty or so Muslims turned up to stand around a banner and chant at the passers-by and marketeers who were packing up the Loughborough market. I made up a couple of chants which were generally admired. Well, I am a poet after all…
I shall be doing a write-up on this for the Loughborough Echo, exhorting people to stop tarring all Muslims with the same brush. (Not you guys – I know you would never do anything so crass.)
So that was yesterday. And a jolly good Saturday it was too. Today I shall be mostly… going to Quaker meeting and then heading off for lunch to celebrate Alan’s birthday.
Kirk out
Sarada Gray 