I am unutterably depressed by the state of this world, from which I may shortly depart, so I have, of late, tried not to engage with it. At 91, I want to hand over saving the world to my daughters and grandchildren, but guilt about letting down the women who got me my precious vote has forced me to put my mind to the coming election.
Conscious of the importance of the next government for the future of our broken country, and the fact that this may well be my last vote, I do not just want to put my cross where I always have. I know I want to get rid of the Conservatives who have made lying and dog-whistling against vulnerable minorities the norm, but I want to think carefully about what comes next.
