Today is polling day - local elections. I took my voting card and my photo id with me when I went for a run this morning. I stopped off at the polling station and did my democratic bit.
Granddaughter Number Two and her mother had sent for postal votes. The relevant papers had arrived at their house but they couldn’t find them. Someone had put them in the stack of post and they had got lost behind a load of junk mail … until Granddaughter Number Two found them this morning. Too late to be posted, they could still be handed in at a polling station. She forgot to bring them with her when she came to our house this afternoon. The plan had been to deliver them to our polling station. So they will have to go out to a polling station near their house when they get home after spending the early part of the evening at my house.
Phil swung by the village to vote before going to chess club his evening.
As for the rest of the family of voting age,I don’t know whether they have voted or not. i hope they did. Nine year old Granddaughter Number Four was interested in the whole process and asked if everyone HAD to vote. We discussed the business of people in the past struggling to get the right to vote.
So it goes.
Here’s a photo that amused me.
Life goes on. Stay safe and well, everyone!


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