MY SECRET AGONY Okay...the time has come. Ive been living with a secret agony now for thirty years. I did something awful as a teenager. Im not proud of it, but I cant live with the shame any more. So here goes. Inhales deep breath. I once helped in a campaign for the tories. DONT JUDGE ME! I was young! I was impressionable! Basically, Ive always been a pretty left wing guy. I was brought up in a Labour household, although my political leanings are now more towards the Greens/SNP. It was a mild, July night, circa 1983. I was at my friend Caron Macphersons house. Now, ALL of my friends as a teenager were tories. Every bastarding last one of them. They still are, but I still love them to bits despite this. ANYWAY One shameful night, my friends Dad managed to.......gulp....sniff.....talk me into stuffing envelopes for a Conservative candidate. The fee? What did I sell my political soul for? A fish supper. My dad was horrified when he found out. There it is. Out in the open. As a teenager I sold my soul for a fish supper from Pierottis in Paisley. Ive spent the last thirty years trying to make up for my transgressions, but I can no longer keep it in. A full confession was my only course of action. Am I forgiven?
Posted on: Tue, 28 Jan 2014 11:22:41 +0000