I hope you don't think I'm going to actually talk about the election, just because it's been alluded to in the title! The only thing I'll say about it is, it was Son's first time. Him being 18 and everything.
My first time was actually 1977. I was newly 18, like him. Some council thing, I think. And they laughed at the voting place as I read every inch of the ballot paper. I didn't vote in a general election until 1983. Being in Istanbul for THAT one in 1979.
I think I could do a postal vote, or by proxy or something, but couldn't be arsed. Not like Daughter, in Bristol, who sent her postal vote off days before. Sometimes I don't know that kid at all!
Jeremy Vine looked pretty dapper, if too thin, and I loved those groovy superimposed things with Downing Street in the background. What will they think up next?
Something to do with Greggs, I expect.
David Dimbleby just looked pale and tired, I think you've got to retire, love.
That's that over with. Got a hot date this afternoon with the Edinburgh fringe programme. Mein Gott, it's like reading a bestseller!
Going to see a play in Kentish Town tomorrow, about a gay couple. Will give you a review, if you ask nicely.
Have a good weekend.