On the night of the 1997 General Election, friends gathered at St Silas' rectory, anticipating with excitement that "Things can only get better". I was a Labour Party member in those days, following in the footsteps of my father's lifelong trade union membership. I remember sitting through the night until it was clear that the Tories were finally gone, and that we had a Labour Prime Minister at last. A few short years later I was disillusioned, mainly because I perceived that Labour had jerked so far to the right as to be virtually indistinguishable from the Tory opposition. Wars and scandals have done nothing to alter that perception.
I was reminded by several encounters with people today of some of the social needs in our city - addiction, homelessness and loneliness. The Church will have to step up to the plate to help fill the gaps left by the cuts that are coming.
Tomorrow I will vote at 7am, then join some friends for Bible study in Starbucks. Meetings will follow for much of the day, and I won't dwell too much on what might be happening in the nation. In the evening, I'm off to Edinburgh to see Florence & the Machine (4th time in a year!), so again I'll be pleasantly distracted.
When I get back to Glasgow at about 1130pm, I've invited some people round to join us. I guess it will only be the very keen who might turn up. I'm calling it "The Things Can Only Get Worse Party", for it seems clear that we all face difficult times ahead, whoever gets to serve us in Government.
Who am I voting for? That would be telling.........