Despite earlier expectations, I am awake! I got to bed at about 5 this morning and my wife woke me up when she got up at 7:30! I love her dearly but - Arggggghhhhhhh!!
Anyway, our local Tory increased his sizeable majority by about 50% but we still had to recount in case the Green Party lost their deposit. In the end they got 5.1% and we got to go home an hour later than the ideal...
One meets a very interesting selection of people at a count. Predominently they are aged 50+ and about 80% are female. Yours truly felt a little out of place but compensated by taking the lead of his little group.
Generally, all went smoothly and we all rubbed along together, but the candidates and their scrutineers were an odd bunch indeed. If you had stood the candidates in a line and picked them by appearance alone without knowing which was which, you would picked the Tory out as the only one who looked like he was dressed to appear in public. The liberal was the rather tired looking middle aged bloke in a crumpled, shiny M&S suit. The Green was, of course, the bloke with the beard and the UKIP man was the man dressed like Doctor Who. That only left the Labour candidate.
Labour's wife and scrutineer decided to give me a hard time. I had already decided I didn't like them. Frankly they just seemed rather unpleasant and oily! She had the irritating habit of talking about us common counting scum as if we weren't there, taking every opportunity to criticise and interfere - just like the rest of her party really.
On a minor, but by no means unimportant point, the Tory took the time to come round after the count and thank every counter individually. One else bothered to even thank us collectively. Manners maketh the man.
I have to say that I was impressed by the organisation that went into it all, although it seems incredible to me that in the 21st century, we still count votes by putting them on little bits of paper then sorting and counting them by hand. Still, no hanging chads here and it did give one voter the chance to add Robert Mugabe to the ballot paper - not that it counted!
So after all that, isn't it great to know that the result is all buggered up, Broon is still at number 10 and we will probably have to do it all again in 6 months...
Aaaarrrrgggghhhhhhhhh!!!
Anyway, our local Tory increased his sizeable majority by about 50% but we still had to recount in case the Green Party lost their deposit. In the end they got 5.1% and we got to go home an hour later than the ideal...
One meets a very interesting selection of people at a count. Predominently they are aged 50+ and about 80% are female. Yours truly felt a little out of place but compensated by taking the lead of his little group.
Generally, all went smoothly and we all rubbed along together, but the candidates and their scrutineers were an odd bunch indeed. If you had stood the candidates in a line and picked them by appearance alone without knowing which was which, you would picked the Tory out as the only one who looked like he was dressed to appear in public. The liberal was the rather tired looking middle aged bloke in a crumpled, shiny M&S suit. The Green was, of course, the bloke with the beard and the UKIP man was the man dressed like Doctor Who. That only left the Labour candidate.
Labour's wife and scrutineer decided to give me a hard time. I had already decided I didn't like them. Frankly they just seemed rather unpleasant and oily! She had the irritating habit of talking about us common counting scum as if we weren't there, taking every opportunity to criticise and interfere - just like the rest of her party really.
On a minor, but by no means unimportant point, the Tory took the time to come round after the count and thank every counter individually. One else bothered to even thank us collectively. Manners maketh the man.
I have to say that I was impressed by the organisation that went into it all, although it seems incredible to me that in the 21st century, we still count votes by putting them on little bits of paper then sorting and counting them by hand. Still, no hanging chads here and it did give one voter the chance to add Robert Mugabe to the ballot paper - not that it counted!
So after all that, isn't it great to know that the result is all buggered up, Broon is still at number 10 and we will probably have to do it all again in 6 months...
Aaaarrrrgggghhhhhhhhh!!!
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