shewhomust | Canvassers or carol singers?

The doorbell rang late this afternoon, as I was doing some frantic gift-wrapping - because tomorrow we catch the train to London for our anual seasonal visit. I was sufficiently in the mode to wonder whether it was carol singers, but no, it was a canvasser, our first of the entire campaign, very wet, wanting to know if we had voted yet. We had: after much hestiation we had filled in our postal votes and

durham_rambler had delivered them to the polling station, avoiding the hazards of the Christmas post (and those of County Hall, too).

In the end, I voted Green. The seat is not as safe Labour as it once was, and the news at the pub quiz last night was that Labour are now seriously worried: they have been putting their efforts into canvassing the surrounding villages, which were strongly for Leave. It's very hard to imagine them voting Tory, though. Nonetheless, I wavered. But, taking a parochial view, the Labour candidate shows no sign of interest in the local concerns of the City; and to take a digher viewpoint, I do think that Green issues are the most important thing at the moment.

So the die is cast, the polls are about to close, it's time to move the half-packed suitcase from the bed, round up some whisky and go and watch the news - or as much of it as I can bear...