It's Nick Clegg's fault.

Yes, it's the election that's got me all hot under the collar and actually bothered enough about issues to get me actively blathering about them again.

I grew up as a bit of a right-on environmentalist, fully paid up member of Greenpeace (or at least, their youth subscription) and all round bore, I imagine. Gradually, I could identify less and less with my fellow placard wavers, and by the time I went to university, when you would imagine I would be all firing on all cylinders rebellion wise, I had receded into a vaguely eccentric individual with no particular passions in the lobbying department. Maybe I'm now wiser as well as older, but recently I've been getting involved in causes from LGBT rights to environmental issues to feminism, and actually feeling incensed enough about issues to feel justified. I joined the Green Party as an actual paying member, for crying out loud. I only hope this isn't some terribly middle class mid-life crisis I'm undergoing, because if it is I'm going to die too bloody young.

So yes, this is the blog of a somewhat miserable campaigner, and will probably swing from political ranting to links about fluffy liddle baby birdies (awww). Blame Nick Clegg, it's probably his fault if the Murdoch owned press had anything to say about it.