‘… The polling station on our estate was made up of tents which were erected for the day, on the waste ground behind the shops. Poll-checking involved jumping out at voters as they entered or left the polling-booths, asking for their voting numbers. If people didn’t have their number with them, we had to ask for their address. We had little yellow pads to write it all on, which was stupid as we were Labour and yellow was a Liberal colour….’ The Election
In 1965 my dad stood for election to Essex County Council. People who have been following the progress of A Sense of Occasion and Beyond the Beehive will know that my 1965 diary has provided a lot of the background for my books.
In view of the forthcoming events of this week here is a preview of a chapter in Beyond the Beehive. The Election is based on the day of that election in 1965. Read the whole chapter here and have sympathy for party activists working for the election of their candidate.