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A Week in Blackpool

Class Fighter no. 8, October 1982 · scan p. 3 · about 215 words

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Labour Party conferences can be pretty tiring affairs. How can you enjoy your gin and tonic in the Imperial Hotel when the rank and file are screaming for 'socialist policies.? Read on. DAY DENIS, Roy, Michael, Moss and I were in the Cocktail Lounge when the fuss started. We were all feeling pretty good - it looked like we'd got it all sewn up for the week, and the Mail reporters were buying!

Personally, I can't remember who decided to send Michael out to deal with the rowdies in the foyer. But "tell how you support CND passionately, and but 'em all an orange juice" seemed like a good line at the time.

We realised we'd made foaming at the mou a gaff a few mmutes taver Joaming at tne waving his walking stick like a madman. Apparently he'd given them the line about CND only to find out they were in it and didn't want to be booted out of the Party either. To calm him down the chaps from the Mail promised to do a job on them.

sven better, though, ' story about latchell bein! captain of a Militant team in the "Gay Olympics" in San Francisco - that'll hit the lefties where it hurts!

God! When I get to the

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