Ben, for his next campaign effort, couldn't figure out where to go for his next stop. Given the amazing education policies that Labour has, he considered visiting a school. After all, there were such amazing Labour policies for education, including reducing stress on college students by increasing the number of open book tests, and making sure that students that are interested are getting good, applicable training. On the other hand, of course, there was the option of visiting a local fire station. There, he could speak about Labour's plans for emergency management. One of the most appealing, at least to him, was the plans to make sure that emergency alerts could go out coherently. Given the risky times that the world is in, making sure that people can be quickly informed in case of emergency seemed like a good call to him, and he thought that Labour had a great plan for it. Or, of course, he could visit a Chinese language learning class. He knows first hand the good that cultural exchange can do, and even though he deeply distrusts the Chinese government, he believes that nobody should be judged or discriminated against because of their religion, gender, sexuality, or country of origin. Oh, but of course, he could head to a train station! After reading the manifesto, he discovered that Labour had a plan to reopen rural train lines, which as well as helping the nation, would also help his constituency! Not to mention improvements to local public transportation, which really needs no introduction for how it would help many people. While he was considering this, he saw a plane soar above him. How could he have forgotten? Labour also had plans to help decarbonize the aviation industry! He also thought about how much pollution private jets contribute, and how harmful it was that some politicians still took them, and even had two jets! Truly, no self respecting politician could call for climate action and then fly off on their jet, right? He made an oath to himself, still staring up into the sky, that if he was entrusted with the right to represent his constituency in parliament, he would always take public transport to get himself there, when possible, to make sure he lived up to his big talk on climate. And, dang, what climate policies Labour have! They will decarbonize the power grid, and they will make sure our homes are energy efficient. But then, suddenly, Ben was startled by a clap of thunder. And, in that moment, he was brought back to reality. He couldn't do all those things, not on his campaign budget! He couldn't just go to a school, a fire station, a Chinese Class, a train station, and an airport! There wasn't enough time in the day for that! So, instead, Ben decided to go on a little walkaround. He began by stopping in a Nando's, and felt fundamentally like this was an important place to him in another life. Shaking that strange feeling off, he was able to speak to many potential constituents, and talk to them about their concerns. As he drifted off to sleep that night, he felt proud. Proud to be a candidate for these policies, proud to be partaking in the great tradition of British democracy, proud to be able to speak to so many people about what concerned them. And, no matter what the results may be, he knew he'd stay proud.