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New Labour odyssey

From the back streets of Birmingham via Oxford to election as an MP in 2001, I have been at the heart of New Labour. It was never a middle-class coup—it grew from the core of Labour's traditions

By prospect   October 2006

30th March 1976, Stella Grove, Birmingham. I am careering down the hill on a street behind my house, on a baby’s tricycle though I am seven years old. I don’t remember whose trike or why, but it is fun, sort of. In my mind, bizarrely, as I trike down Stella Grove, is the Labour leadership election, news of which was being broadcast to my house as I was going out to play. My knowledge of what is at stake, or who are the leading personalities, is childishly hazy. There are no politics in my house and I’ve heard no conversations…

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