When I retired from full time work 2 years ago. I told everyone that I planned to go quietly and not hang around at Conferences like a bad smell. I have seen too many in the housing sector do this. One of the saddest sights I ever saw was in the Palace of Westminster late one evening when I encountered Harold Wilson wondering around like a lost soul.
So why am I here today? The answer is simple. I became angry. I became angry at the demonization of the poor especially those that live in social housing. I became angry at the demolition of the welfare state which had provided my home my health and my education. And I became angry at what I have described as the slow death of social housing and the lack of response from our leaders to speak out on its behalf.
This strange silence…
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