Monday 25 October 2010

Not you again

Hitting the surf today in Cornwall I had an Enfield encounter. Coming in on a wave I near collided with Harry Enfield which was odd as a few months ago I trod on the hand of the same man at a rug sale in Notting Hill. Funny colliding again so soon after that difficult social situation, if this was a film, that would mean something, but it isn’t, so it doesn’t.

What does mean something is the anger felt in these parts about the electoral boundary changes. Adding a slice of Devon to the Cornish bit is like adding parts of Northumberland to Scotland and hoping the Scots don’t notice. The issue is that the Cornish are not English, they're no fans of the English and only the English don’t notice the confusion. That is not to say that they won’t fight on the English side or risk their lives every day to save Englishmen who don’t know how to sail their yachts or even befriend individual English folk, but the point is in these parts you are either Cornish or English, not both. So if we really believe in Big Society shouldn’t these things that matter to Communities matter to Government? Does local matter? If it does do communities get to self select or are we going to tell people which communities they belong to? How silly, and in these parts, frankly dangerous.

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