Tuesday was putting posters up on a lampost outside David Wright MP's office and Labour activists walking out and haranguing me while I was up the lampost. Yesterday was scaring David Cameron away from Telford. Today it was my dad's story about the Tory canvasser who knocked his door ...
Tory: Can I speak to you for a moment?The Tory then crosses the road and knocks on the door of a neighbour.
Dad: Yes
Tory: Are you going to vote for them? [Points at UKIP poster in the window]
Dad: Yes
Tory: You're wasting your vote you know?
Dad: Why?
Tory: Only the Tories can win here
Dad: I don't care
Tory: Why are you going to vote for them? [Points at UKIP poster again]
Dad: Because I think they're the party that will represent me best
Tory: Well you're bloody stupid for wasting your vote then
Dad: Don't talk to me like that
Tory: Well you are
Dad: Piss off and don't come back
[Much the same opening lines - dad's already convinced him to vote UKIP!]The bit about them not having the sense they were born with was the most amusing part. My dad is 6'5" and the neighbour is over 6ft tall and a body builder!
Tory: The trouble with you lot round here is you haven't got the sense you were bloody born with
Neighbour: Get off my property and don't come back