It’s that time of year again, when the leaves are turning golden, soft golden sun washes across meadows glad in the wisps of morning mists. In such a season what could be better than to go for a gentle stroll with other like minded people?
Of course those that have never joined in on such a pleasant perambulation, accuse a group of masked anonymous individuals of self aggrandizement (presumably because of our boasts of going for little walks in the vaunted halls of the blogosphere). They also say we’re not actually doing anything, presumably because they believe we’re not achieving anything, well to such nay sayers I would but echo anothers words and observe that the walk is for our benefit. Except that that wouldn’t be entirely true. Our quiet and eccentric even foolish (and hence very British) marking of the parlous state of our government and the cheapness with which they hold our hard won liberties does achieve something. We get to talk to people, to share ideas and maybe to plant the idea that perhaps something can be done, perhaps it’s worth trying to make a change – but also we get to stand up and in a very small way show that not all of the populous is happy. From comments we got last year there is at least sympathy with our walk amongst the legendary “man on the street”.
So all that said hopefully I shall see some of you on the 5th for a gentle stroll.
P.S. As always the advice is don’t bring ID or traceable mobile phones.
Trusting that the weather will be fine, I could do with some exercise. I don’t want to overdo it; a wander from pub to pub is just about my limit. It was thoughtful of OH to arrange for us to have a sit-down half way through last year. Knees and all that.
I’m quite surprised that the public gallery isn’t full of people exercising their democratic right to sit in a nice warm place and have a snooze. I’ve been recommending it to stressed-out executives as a budget holiday destination. They can tell their boss it is political networking, there’s no wifi, they take the phones off you and once you are in there you can’t be got at by wives, girlfriends, boyfriends, debt collection agencies or sales scammers.
Better try to get wedged in to a corner, though, as if one fell deeply asleep and pitched forward, the rake on that gallery is steep. OTOH you can’t fall over the balcony because of the glass shield.
OH does seem to arrange for a very civilised ramble, with all the global warming going on I’m sure it’ll be roasting.
You know that’s a jolly good idea, it’d be a great place to waste some time out of the weather, it’d be better if it didn’t take quite so long to get in though. I wonder if they’d let you take a pen and notepad though or perhaps a deck of cards?
I am wondering if the turn out will be higher this year as some might think our little stroll will be to annoy an evil Tory government now.