Canvass, canvass, canvass

Canvass, canvass, canvass – mostly sheltered housing – which in inclement weather is a good thing. Morning canvas at sheltered housing in Fortis Green ward. Met a truly amazing woman. She invited me in (and no – if my campaign manager is reading this – I didn’t stop for a cup of tea).

And when we sat down she quoted back to me something I had said two years ago when I had visited and was talking to the residents in the coffee room. Better memory than me! It was about my time volunteering at the Royal Free Hospital and how I had noticed, on a ward of high clinical dependence, that if and when a nurse had a few seconds to plump a patient’s pillow that person (albeit momentarily) perked up – literally from dying. She had remembered every word. Incredible.

Afternoon canvas at sheltered housing in Alexandra ward. Different kettle here – as everyone is out. I am thinking to myself that maybe they are all asleep after lunch? But no – happily one woman who was in said ‘I’ll show you where they are dear’. And took me by the hand to a communal room where we peered through a glass panel in the door. Bingo in progress. I know when I’m beat!

Evening – canvass in my own Muswell Hill ward. Very friendly on the doorsteps as you would expect in what is part of the Lib Dem heartland in the constituency. There are virtually no Tories here at all. Several posters taken and one stakeboard for the garden organised.