My shorthand tutor told me she was singing at a May Day celebration down town today so I took my son on the adventure. Only a bus ride to Trafalgar Square!
We got there and kids were drumming... "Mission for the World"? Can't recall but very good. I do so love drumming. Went to a concert in Japan years ago and got swept away. I was reminded of that today as the beat, beat, beat beat beat woke up my soul.
Front row to hear my friend singing, then the speeches; from union heads, from a transexual asking for rights for sex workers (I half expected my son to query all that but nothing. I don't think he even realised the guy with the high boots and blond wig was a guy at all which was great, all is equal and fair in a child's eye)
Tony Benn then got up on stage. "Use your vote," he urged. A history lesson how it all started, the small wealthy bourgeoisie challenged by those who wanted health, education and housing for all. "You are their employers," he told the crowd about politicians and if I was paying taxes I'd think, yes I am. But I'm not and feel in a kind of no man's land, no different from the MP claiming expenses but a world apart.
In the rapturous applause he got, my son said: "I'm bored" so we went and sat on the steps a while, where I had a much needed breath of air from Nico Teen. My son not inspired to a life in politics I mused to myself, earlier fearful of how I was shaping it.
We had an icecream before catching the bus home. A luxury my boy takes for granted.
May Day is the workers day. I raise my arm to them all as I wonder if we'll riot like the Greeks soon. Tragically I don't think I will though I know I should.
Happy May Day! Apologies it's not tales of Morris Dancing and a story less bleak but there we go...
I still Don't Know who to vote for, but I do know I will use my vote. If anything it'll give me the licence to carry on complaining if I don't get the result I asked for - A liblab coalition if you're wondering....