Make an effort to find a Conservative campaign HQ, largely because son #1 would like to see a Tory poster and political signs of all kinds are in remarkably short supply. A Labour campaign worker on Kilburn High Road put it down to strict spending limits but there must be a cultural/traditional factor as well. Not a single sign on a lawn or a lamp post. Well, actually lawns are in rather short supply in central London, but all I've actually seen were two small signs in the window of a flat, one with the single word Labour and the other with the name of the local candidate. Nothing else.
Having duly googled, we pick a constituency with an office near a tube station, in this case Sloane Square. We find the address all right, but no sign, literally, of political occupancy. No answer to the bell, either. J inquires of a little old man walking past (well, all right, he's probably no older than we are and he's no shorter than I am). He looks at the anonymous flat and says that if it is the Conservatives they're very discreet. Right. Second try is up north of Angel tube station. This time the googling has worked a little better. The office is there and it's clearly Conservative - can spot Boris Johnson's mug from across the street. Yes, that's the problem- it's a leftover office from a previous mayoral election. And of course it's closed.
So back to Angel and our favourite vegetarian restaurant, Indian Veg. A couple of little airline style plastic bottles of wine handily in pocket and an excellent buffet as always.