Always the bridesmaid…
The Lib Dem Blog of the Year Awards took place last night, and for the second year running I am forced to regret the premature unscrewing of the bottle of Tesco Value fizz-wine, having come somewhere between second and fifth position in the “Tim Garden award for the Blog of the (pause, take breath) Year from someone who has been (pause, take breath) elected to public office” category.
The winners can be found here. Let me give particular mention to Peter Black AM, for winning the solid gold statuette that was destined for atop my faux-marble fireplace, and to Alix Mortimer, who won the top gong.
I am not in Bournemouth, principally because the thought of a six hour train journey down there makes me want to defect to the Labour Party (their conference is up the road). But several of our happy Prestwich gang are, and I am getting regular updates, so rest assured that Bury is represented. I am disappointed to note that none of my local colleagues stormed the stage last night after I was once again overlooked. I will be having stern words on their return.
Rick
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