There are virtually no forseeable circumstances in which Labour could gain an extra seat in the city from the list vote (that's the pink ballot paper).
In me, they can glimpse the ghost of Labour's past - the real Labour of solidarity, of trade unionism, of opposition to war, prejudice, bigotry and hate.
The Labour that refused to bomb Vietnam, that was always with the working people and believed public was better than privatised, that we could achieve more together than we ever could on our own.
Speaking daily on my soap box in Buchanan Street, I'm gathering big and largely appreciative crowds.
I'm competing on the south side, a champion of the east end. And in the west end, it's like I've never been away.
Are there enough people left who oppose war and imperialism, stand up for the oppressed, believe that the socialism of Keir Hardie, James Maxton and John Smith is age-old but evergreen and has never died? We'll see on May 5.
