I'm going to get political. You shall now see my in all my shiny liberal, lefty colours...
The London mayoral elections are taking place today. I don't live in London, but I was born there, I used to live there, I still work there, I travel through it every week and I go to gigs, restaurants, museums, shops and theatres there.
It's a fabulous, exciting city and I'm very proud of my various connections to it. So, while I'm not entitled to vote today I've got my hopes pinned on a number of outcomes;
I don't want this man to win on the basis that he's a careless politician from a privileged background that has nurtured a casually racist attitude that would be unhelpful to this multi-cultural, world-class city.I want this man to win because he's a conviction politician who loves London and aspires for London to be a brighter, commercially-successful, greener and more welcoming capital city. He does have a nasal-whine to his voice, which hasn't done him any favours, but I like his straight-talking attitude and I like that he gets things done - attracting business to London, dealing with planning issues and implementing a congestion charge.
However, Ken has been mayor for a while now. One of the good things about the mayoral administration is that above a certain seniority all the appointments are political. The mayor brings his or her own staff in to City Hall - in a similar way the US president brings new staff into the White House. Even if Ken has avoided the complacency of being in office for eight years, (and some argue that he hasn't) the rest of City Hall workers could possibly do with a change.
In which case, I don't mind seeing this man win the election. He's smart, thoughtful and a whole lot more serious than blondie.
I'm counting on Londoners to get it right. I could be in shock this time tomorrow. Not that I'll complain too loudly. After all democracy is a precious thing and I'll just thank my lucky stars that some of my life will depend on a London mayor and not on a Zimbabwean despot.