Welcome to my website
As Vice Chair and Campaign Coordinator for Northeast Hertfordshire CLP, I was delighted with our results across North Herts District Council. We took a ward in Letchworth and took control of Letchworth Area Committee. We took another ward in Hitchin (where I was the parliamentary candidate in 2015) and took control of Hitchin Area Committee. We saw dramatic swings to Labour in a number of wards.
But I was born in Nuneaton and my family is from Copeland. So I know we have our work cut out to win power in parliament.
We need to take our policy-making process out of SW1A and our political conferences out of WC1B and closer to the people whose support we need to win. Good policymaking starts on the doorstep listening to the complexities of people’s lives and we need practical solutions that will deliver real and lasting transformation for their families and communities.
But, above all, voters on Keir Hardie Avenue are looking to us to defeat the Tories and reverse their policies in parliament. We cannot let them down.
“Hello my name is Rachel. I’m a Lapsley” I said to the dry stone waller. He was working on the walls to the churchyard of St Johnston Presbyterian Church in Donegal. By describing myself as a Lapsley, what I meant was that I was a member of the Lapsley family. My maternal grandmother was a Lapsley before she was married and had been born in St Johnston in 1908 – the youngest daughter of John Lapsley, who was Grand Master of the St Johnston Orange Order. The family had moved to Londonderry in 1916 when his shipping business had gone bankrupt and he had to get a job on the docks. But St Johnston was where he belonged and every Saturday, he would cycle home – a journey of 7.5 miles each way – to see his friends and family. Of course, when partition came in 1921, this meant cycling over an international border and back. It was perhaps apt that when he died in 1932, his coffin was carried over the same journey – from his home at 10 Georges Street in Londonderry to the graveyard of St Johnston Presbyterian Church- and he was carried on foot across a frictionless border.