Here – in a glorious juxtaposition of note-taking and illustration, we see a clash of ideals: Labour’s New Jerusalem meets a slide in at the far post.
My father and my uncles requisitioned Felling Labour Party branch’s minute books (on which my granda was Chair) in the late 1940s and early 1950s, in order to keep a record of their Subbuteo leagues. In the current climate of mistrust and self-righteousness, I find this an oddly comforting thought. Here we see the clash of ideals: Labour’s New Jerusalem meets a slide in at the far post.