November 13th, 2010

A Canvasser

A canvasser from the Labour party called.  A handsome young man in a donkey jacket. I told him I might support Labour in the by-election that'll be coming soon in Old(ham East) and Sad(dleworth)-  but I'd like to see their candidate first.  Actually, reflecting on it, I don't see how I can possibly vote anything but Labour, now that a vote for the Lib Dems is effectively a vote for the Tory assault on the Welfare State.

The Electricians: Day 10

Khalid lives in Nelson. He says he was worried about coming to work in Oldham because Oldham has a reputation for being so racist. While he was working in the hallway the big plaster ceiling rose came away in his hand.  It is so heavy and the means of fastening are so feeble we've decided not to put it back- even though it is authentically Edwardian.

Odi dropped by in the afternoon and we helped her draft an application letter for university. She had Christa with her.  We told her not to bring Fabi because the house is all splinters and trailing wires and power tools left lying around. I got to read the judge's report on the appeal. Basically he went through it point by point going, "I don't believe this, I don't believe this, I don't believe this."

We still don't have lights downstairs, but we nearly do. Khalid says he may come in again tomorrow.