The only person who ever contacts me (I'm in fortune green) is fucking Chris Phipps who drops off personally addressed envelopes addressed to Mrs [my name]. Really fucks me off
The Tories seem to be focusing their activity round your way, they have a regular stall outside West Hampstead library and a big Cameron poster by the tube (so far undefaced although in fairness it's one of those revolving ones and would be very hard to get to).
I went for a walk round the cemetry at Fortune Green with Mrs Howie the other day