From a recent Cif piece:
In Hammersmith, west London, where the Conservative council leader would like to bulldoze social housing to help build the Big Society, there is a large church named after Saint Paul. Last week I went to a general election hustings there. I took my place in a pew behind a short female with short, red hair. Little did I know that I'd strayed within touching distance of an evangelical Tory, hell bent on driving out the Labour Satan.
"Lies!" she cried as candidate Andy Slaughter, defending a notional majority of not much at all, denounced the council's decent neighbourhoods policy as gerrymandering abomination. "Lies! Lies! Lies!" Hand it to her, she knew no fear. Had she deliberately placed herself in the thick of a group of residents who are leading resistance to the flagship borough?
Poking a righteous finger, she accused two of them – their names are Shirley and Maxine, and you can watch them in action here – of being Labour party members (which they aren't) and rounded off her evening by saying to them: "Goodnight, filthy liars," before bustling gleefully off down the aisle.
Who was that feisty fan of Cameron chosen one Shaun Bailey? Could it really have been Sally Roberts, described here as Area Chairman (South) London Conservative Women's Organisation? The very same Sally Roberts who, commenting here, described my discovery that a another Bailey supporter had been adjusting the candidate's Wikipedia entry as "tittle tattle"? The same Sally Roberts who appears in this photograph of Bailey and a group of fellow admirers. (Spot her in the green cardi!). No, I simply cannot believe it.
