Until last Thursday, I’d never bothered to vote in a European election. General elections, yes, local elections, sometimes. Health, education, local services – they all have a huge bearing on my life, and that of my young daughter.
But when it comes to Europe I’ve always thought ‘what’s that got to do with me?’ Isn’t the European parliament all about ‘junkets’, misshaped bananas and metric martyrs?
All of a sudden though, the Euro elections have been brought into sharp focus. I think I’m pretty typical in that I saw them as a way of making my views about recent events, particularly MP's expenses and dirty tactics, heard.
The economy is in peril, the country’s in recession and all I can see is media witch-hunts, political posturing and naked ambition from certain individuals who’ve spotted the main chance.
Let’s face it, ambling along in the sunshine to a school hall (in fact, my daughter’s school hall, and I was going to collect her anyway!) to cast a vote wasn’t exactly difficult.
Although being confronted with the long list of candidates was. I was genuinely phased. Never once have I entered a polling station not knowing who I was going to vote for. This time, all I knew was who I wasn’t going to be voting for.
After much umming, I did put an X in a box. In all reality it was a protest vote, and it’s clear from the results on Sunday that I wasn’t the only one thinking that way. Maybe now we’ve made our feelings clear to the politicians, things can only get better!
Nicola Appleby, Client Services Director.