Cornwall canvassing

Over the last few days I have been out conducting a resident’s survey in one of the nearby villages. Of course all of Cornwall is fab (err that’s why we live here!) but this village is quite idyllic. It has a village green, a pond with ducks, a village shop with post office (and it’s not even closing!) a small community centre, primary school and of course a pub.

But things aren’t a rosy as you would expect, for this village is in fact two villages separated by a field, and each holds tight to its identity. One householder refused to fill in the form because it had the other village name on it (which also gives the name to the ward). Another blamed their biggest problem (which is parking at school pick up and drop down time) to those from the other village who won’t walk up the hill with their children. (Odd really because many a time I have passed through the village on my way to work seeing children and parents walking upwards the school). One neighbour spoke to me at length about Dog poo on nearby Kit Hill. Did you know 61000 dogs visit the hill every year? No I didn’t either, but this potential voter seemed very sure of her facts.

Anyway I have to say I love it, knocking on doors is great, especially when they haven’t had a visit for over ten years. One man says to me as I thrust a survey into my hands.” Oh you don’t want to give me that I’m right of Ghengis Khan” I retort that even Ghengis Khan is entitled to a voice about where they live, later I retrieve a completed form.

In it he has said the he might vote conservative but also might also vote lib Dem.
I’m sure the tyrant of the ancient world would have approved!