
For the umpteenth time this week, I'm on a train. Between Southend, yesterday morning, and Liverpool today, I've been to Luton. I was speaking to the Gladstone Club, a liberal dining club, which has adopted an interesting way of combining politics, food and a connection with the community. They meet at Barnfield College, where a full sit down meal is provided by the catering students. They get some practice and we get fine food and good (if occasionally idiosyncratic) service. It makes a change too, to meet an audience who aren't all Liberal Democrats, especially given our urgent need as ...