The postman has brought me a lot of exciting post this week, but today's was probably the most important - my membership pack from the Green Party. If you had told me ten, five or even a year ago that I would actually be a paid up member of a political party, I would have been edging away from you as if you were drooling madly. Yet here I am, reading the magazines, logging into the website - and getting fire in my belly about issues again.
Perhaps most flatteringly of all, they consider me to be a Young Green. They clearly haven't seen my grey hairs.
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Slowly crawling back towards lefty green idealism after nigh on a decade of cynicism. This is the blog of someone who isn't so much angry as highly vexed at a lot of the world. I'm a feminist, lentil eating (occasionally) Guardian reading socialist, and you get to hear all about it. Aren't you lucky?
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