Well, it's Election Day and, as a country, we face a clear and present danger. The chances of ending up with a Labour Government run by Jeremy Corbyn and pretty high. The Gorse Fox makes no secret of the fact that has traditionally been a blue vote, but accepts that this time he might actually have considered other candidates... but for the risk of putting Corbyn in No. 10.
The rain was incessant throughout the day, casting a miserable pall over the proceedings - probably an harbinger of the impending doom if the young electors succumb to the promises of everything for nothing because the "rich" will pay. Clearly they are too young and stupid to remember or have learned the lesson from our last left wing Government in the 70s. Rubbish piling up on the streets, bodies remaining unburied, flying pickets, national train strikes, miners strikes, and dockers strikes.
We did our duty and went along to vote, taking Ellie with us. It's never too young to learn about your civic responsibility.
We did also manage to get some of the Christmas food shopping agreed, and some of the items are ordered, whilst other have been tucked away in the freezer. There's still more to get, but most of it is stuff that the Gorse Fox would prefer to select himself.
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