On The Road To Somewhere

Members of the Fabian Society, do please make sure to vote for me for the Executive Committee by the end of this week. A couple of weeks ago, as the Malbec flowed in the bar of Durham's Royal County Hotel, dear David Goodhart assured me that he had cast in my favour perhaps his only ever vote in a Fabian Executive election.

David had earlier, in Newcastle, made the fascinating point that most jobs now either required a university degree, or could be learned from scratch in a couple of shifts. The trades in the middle had largely gone, and they were still disappearing. He had also accepted my point that the Anywheres were becoming Somewheres, since they were now well into their second generation, and since they had a very strong attachment to certain areas and institutions.