MTM had a hospital appointment to assess his eyes for cataract surgery yesterday. Apparently where you live makes a big difference to how quickly you can see again.
In Peterborough, they’ll have your cataract sorted in two to three weeks. But if, like us, your GP happens to be over the border in Lincolnshire, you can look forward to a leisurely wait of about four months. Apparently, those living on the edge of the Fens need sharper eyesight than those of us actually in them - probably so they can spot the postcode lottery coming.
With the additional news Rachel Reeves plans to raise taxes in the next budget - but not necessarily on the people who can most afford it, I went to bed last night feeling dispirited. Then, in a moment of nocturnal optimism, I dreamt I met Jeremy Corbyn. Last I heard, he was forming a new party. In my dream, we brainstormed the name for it. We rejected 4Front for sounding a bit too right-wing and settled on 4Most.
The idea was simple: put the ordinary people first, tax the rich and properly fund public services so no one has to wait months just to see straight again. If I stood as a candidate for 4Most, would you vote for me? I promise better vision - literally and politically.
We could certainly do with a government that sees clearly too: one that recognises the value of public services and invests in them accordingly. Until then, we’ll keep squinting across county lines, wondering why fairness depends so much on where your GP happens to be.
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