No Popcorn: No bottle of Red and No Mandate to Govern.
It is a grey old day yet again, the wind is cold and the sun cannot make up its mind if it will shine or not. I was to have Dexter for company on my walk this afternoon but he has thankfully pulled out of the engagement, his person has to be elsewhere. So I can be assured of not having another attempt being made on my life.
There was no Popcorn last night; I had hoped there might have been; but no Popcorn and no bottle of Red. In fact it was early to bed, no sitting up watching election results for them. I was most surprised. My persons are solid however this morning in their disapproval on finding out from the oblong box that some of the electorate have been unable to vote, due to no fault of their own. Persons were locked out when the polling stations closed at 10pm even though they had stood in line for hours. After all political parties exhorting the electorate to vote, vote, vote, it is a criminal injustice that the right sort of arrangements were not made to accommodate this action she says. While it is fantastic to see on the oblong box, in places like Afghanistan, people standing in line ‘in very dangerous circumstances’ to vote, and using their democratics rights, you don’t expect to see queues and lock outs in the ‘Mother of Democracies.’ it is thought. Were the town councils etc trying to save money, she asked him at breakfast? As you will know from previous posts, breakfast is not a good time to ask him political or really any sort of question that requires an answer… Anyway the end result of all these weeks of angst seems to be a League of the Lost; with a Lib Lab pact. This is perhaps poetic justice; I heard the oblong box say, ‘let them that made the mess get us out of it.’ ‘Oh dear’ this sort of rhetoric will cause her to go off on one of her political benders. Breakfast will be disturbed for the foreseeable I can see.
I know you will be desperate to know if she voted. Well yes she did, he frogmarched (yes surprisingly this is a word, it means to forcibly walk) her over to our tiny village hall, and, sent her in first. It was her duty to vote, no matter that her vote counted for nothing in our Ultra Conservative safe seat, he said. Do I know what they voted you will ask? Of course I was part of the frogmarching detail, and know exactly how they voted. They both voted for…..
Have a lovely weekend it will not be politics free of course, as I am sure the whole country of persons would like. It would seem anyone who can escape the nonsense that will ensue from this highly expensive dip into the democratic system will be extremely lucky. Someone said on the oblong box that you ‘can’t do Pork Barrel politics if you a have no Pork,’ so negotiations will be long and painful, on the ears I am sure.
A final anomaly for someone to explain for me – If the parliament is to be hung, why are more conservatives being lined up on the gallows than Labour, who have been responsible for everything over the last 13 years?
I am of course
La Grande Sophie