Woof

Wow, isn't Bruno lovely!
Your stories are very funny and heartwarming - the poverty must be a real culture shock but it all sounds so real - collective responsibility for someone having nicked something, that sort of thing. I get an immediate sense of the bullshit pretence and individualised/privatised crap over here. Not to say the force-feeding incase there's no more food for two days is preferable, but the lack of ownership here of the reality of kids lives pisses me off - every day there's some "never had it so good" crap. Oh, yeh, that's exactly what Thatcherite darling Lord Young said on Thursday, and now forced to resign (it embarrassed Cameron).
We're just back from a great little demo outside a Liberal Party Conference in Plymouth, where we gave them hell - students, RtW, Labour Party Councillors - the lot of us shouting and screaming outside and disrupting the whole shebang (or was it an enchilada). Many delegates very embarrassed and you could see the Labour strategy of splitting the Coalition has some real potential. Not without Poll Tax level of protest and lots of strikes, methinks. Anyway, we're gearing-up with loads of student meetings towards an occupation on the national day of protest next Wednesday. I almost feel young again!
Didn't go to the Stop the War demo (around 8k there according to Jo) 'cos no-one organsied a coach (or anything). I've an essay to write (which just isn't writing itself) and Ro's got about 60 hours of Child Protection records and meeting notes to write all weekend, so think yourselves lucky. We certainly do!
Lots and lots of Love, and a great big WOOF to Bruno (says Sadie)!