A bleak sight

It's not so much the weather I mean, but the total absence of people going into the Polling Station.

I value my right to vote, so hard-fought-for by the suffragettes, so I did go to vote this morning. The elections are for the new Police and Crime Commissioners in England and Wales. The turn-out is expected to be very low because people either don't understand or don't care about these elections. Crying shame really.

The Polling Station is the hall behind what we call the Wooden Church, or the Iron Church (inside). More about this another day.