Beating a path to (and from) the doorsteps
Published 07/02/2016 | 02:30
The location for my first canvass of this election was hand- picked. Advised by an old hand with local knowledge a few weeks ago, I headed for a specially selected comfort zone.
"Go to this road," insisted my adviser, pointing at the map, "you will get a warm reception. Most of the residents speak with a marble in their mouths, just like yourself. None of them will need medical cards or potholes filled in." That road is a doddle.
So I agreed to start somewhere that would lift me onto Cloud Nine, before facing the more demanding voters a little later.