Well my dad was a Labour councillor in Radcliffe in the sixties. My mum and dad worked for the Labour Party in elections, as indeed did I, in my case from the age of twelve, collecting numbers for Labour at our local polling station. My grandad was a lifelong Tory, who worked all his life in Salford docks. He was also a cradle Catholic, and the priests from the pulpits in Prestwich and Whitefield told him and his ilk to vote Tory. Tory, Queen, God and country. His son, my uncle, wore the bearskin at Buckingham Palace and changed the guards many times and all that. That's how it was. I've voted in every single election that I've been qualified to vote in, ever since I was eighteen. I'm very interested in politics, I come from a piss-poor working class background, and I know only too well how Tories, over many decades, have enabled the repression of the working classes whilst simultaneously enriching themselves. If we can't stand up to this (and just think how we got all those zero-hours contracts, shite pay, job insecurity, inhuman benefits system...) the working classes are doomed. But I have faith.