The Day After….

So off I went this morning to do my civic duty. My intention had been to walk there and back, to get some much-needed excercise. But B was parcelling up some Elfin Diary stuff that was due to be sent out today, had run out of parcel tape and was convinced that the parcels firm would arrive to pick it up before I got back. So I had a ride to the village, so he could get his tape quickly.
Voting was a solitary affair – just me and the two electoral officials. Taking my time, I carefully looked through the candidates. I much prefer positive voting – voting for a party or person, rather than against them. So, I made my choice and scrawled my great big X.
However, not for the first time, I was wishing I could also cast a negative vote as well, so that I could give one party the electoral equivalent of “Piss off back to the swamp you crawled out of, you fascist bastards!” These results of these negative votes could be reported alongside the positive votes, so that people could make their feelings totally clear.
It was raining when I started walking back home; once there, I found a couple of personal letters! One from the Labour candidate, one from the Tory candidate, both asking me very nicely to vote for them. Sorry lads – too late…..

There was also a phone call from somebody reminding me of an unpaid bill that I had forgotten all about. So that’s most of my cash already gone, before I’ve had a chance to spend it on computer parts.

Sigh 🙁