Sometimes I worry I am actually conservative despite the “militant centrist mum” persona I present on LBC (and elsewhere). I love my country deeply. I want to protect the national parks, green belts, the coast, our rivers. I don’t want us to concrete over our green and pleasant land and want new housing to be environmentally sustainable and aesthetically pleasing. I pick up litter on walks and prefer to have the King as a national figurehead than a president.
I could go on. I have lived in the same house in London since 1993. I have been married to the same man for longer. I tutted out loud to read of Tate & Lyle dropping its trademark image of flies on carrion from tins of golden syrup (who doesn’t love the magnificent rotting lion?).
