But most of all I believed that a new party was the easy solution, not the right one. However successful the SDP was, it could not destroy Labour but only rival it, leading to yet more fragmentation of the left. The one answer was to stay and fight, to change Labour completely and make it the fulcrum of a new progressive politics in Britain. As I sat in my flat on that awful election night of 9 June 1983, watching Labour put to the sword, I resolved that somehow I would make a difference. I would take my revenge. I knew that only modernisation could save the Labour Party – if it could only find a way.