My involvement in the Labour Party started when, coming home late and tired from work one evening, walking up the stairs, my son Jake responded to my question about whether the dishes were done by yelling out, "No, but I joined us to the Labour Party." Within a month, I had a call from Elaine, a visit from Martin Ward, a delivery block, an invitation to join a meeting to plan the 2011 campaign, and a mental note to get a new dishwasher installed. There has not been much of my spare time since that hasn't involved Labour, and I wouldn't have it any other way.