To an election addict like me it feels like Christmas has been cancelled - but only in the local area. Only on my travels elsewhere I have been able to observe exciting election posters and read all of the interesting leaflets that have been pushed through the doors of people lucky enough to live in more democratic places such as London and Weymouth... after all half the fun of elections is in the build up and I would have enjoyed volunteering to be a canvasser for a party... any party (well maybe not the BNP) and being able to knock on people's doors wearing a smart rosette and surprise them by already knowing their name from a print-out of the electoral roll.
I do have previous experience campaigning for the Tories (mock school election in 1997 - I thought pushing the Nasty Party in their darkest hour would be a challenge but we scored about 65% of the vote, which probably says more about the school than anything else) and the Lib Dems (Oxford local elections 2002, Carfax Ward - we won by forcing people out of the colleges just before the polls closed!). Because of this I would probably have offered my services to the Green Party this time, since Lancaster is one of their little enclaves. But it is not to be.
I was considering travelling all the way to Manchester to cast a vote, if only to demonstrate how easy it is to commit electoral fraud. I know my brother's birthday and his home address, see, and I am also certain that he will not be voting himself. As it is, however, I will have to console myself with the late night electoral coverage on the BBC as the only 'fix' that I will be getting for a while.
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