The Candidate's Diary.

This blog will henceforth change its style. Because I'm a Parliamentary Candidate in Montgomeryshire for the forthcoming General Election, I owe it to the people who have given me support, to set aside my love of the ridiculous in order to concentrate on issues that matter to the people of Montgomeryshire. OK, so I'll continue to scan the pages of the blogosphere, the Western Mail, the Shropshire Star, Cambrian News, BBC Online, and the Telegraph for linkage to the world beyond the constituency boundaries. But from now on dear readers you will have to put up with me wittering on about what I'm doing in my effort to become a Member of Parliament. Or of course you might not!

I begin by reporting on activities of the weekend just gone. Friday night was a cracker. An old friend, Arthur Williams had invited me to be guest speaker at a banquet in Llanidloes. There were 300 to 400 'Down The Line' shooters, family and friends in attendance. I spoke for less than five minutes. Over the years, I've learned to recognise an audience that has absolutely no interest in what I have to say. Anyway, there were around 50 awards to present to winners of the UK International Championships after the eating was done. The event had been held at Arthur's Mid Wales Shooting Centre during the day. There had been five teams of 40 - representing Wales, England, Scotland, Ireland and N. Ireland. England had won. Wales were second. The following day, the British Open DTL Championship was taking place at the same venue. Liked my place label - which read GLYN DAVIES MP. Second time this has happened. Kept both as lucky charms.

Saturday afternoon, visited the Welshpool Air Show. Actually, there was nothing political about this at all. It was Mrs D's idea to take Ffion down for a visit. Terrific event. The RAF Falcons put on a fabulous show. Didn't realise parachutists had quite so much control. And the triple fly past by a Lancaster Bomber was something else. The tannoy and the audience fell into silence so that we could hear the drone. Eyes shut and it could have been the soundtrack from The Dambusters.

Monday was Royal Welsh Show. Bad start. Took 75 minutes from parking my car until entering the showfield. Decided there and then to cancel my plans to go again today. Spent the day accompanying Shadow Secretary of State, Cheryl Gillan around various stops. Realised that I've lost touch with some of the developments in agriculture politics. Lots of follow up meetings needed. First chance to have a chat with our new MEP, Kat Swinbourne. She is sooooo impressive. I reckon that she will be leading the Conservatives in the European Parliament before many years have passed.

For the next few days I may not be posting at all. Off on a celebratory break tomorrow morning. Its a big birthday for Mrs D on the 22nd, and its our ruby wedding anniversary on the 26th. May post if there's a computer handy, when Mrs D is relaxing after a round of golf, and supping champagne as taking a bath. Or maybe not. At best the Candidate will be spluttering only for the next few days.