Off to the seaside
I love my job. No, really. But it means having to go to Conservative and LibDem conferences as well as Labour conference. So if there are any other refugees attending, I’ll see you at Absolutely Equal and the NUT fish and chip supper, always reliable haunts of stormtossed Labour people who work for NGOs.
And if you fancy meeting the blogger in the flesh during Labour, I’ll be at stall 43 in the Brighton Centre for much of the week.
Of course, all this eating of free food at the expense of big business, trade unions and think tanks comes at a cost, and not just on the waistline. No reliable blogging for a bit, then. Seeya.
