Frightening how easily these LibDems can track you down if they put their minds to it, they even managed to find my phone number at work. Have spoken to Rupert again anyway and he's reassured me that in fact my help as a campaigner, delivering leaflets and canvassing in nearby wards and the like, is actually more valuable than my name on the ballot to them really. If my own friends really think I'm that unsuitable for the job and I react so badly to them saying so then perhaps now isn't the right time for it. Maybe by this time next year I'll be feeling a bit more stable and capable of doing it.
Now if only I could concentrate on anything long enough to get some work done.