Smell Like a Beast

Election Day.
Finally, the end of the most policy-free, mud-slinging campaign I can recall.
If Abbott* and his 19th century views win, I'm leaving the country.
Not that either party is offering a humane alternative to our current policies on asylum seekers.

TV on.
Results just starting to come in.
We'll see how the next few hours pan out.
J is cooking Drunken and Bruised for tea.
T and S are coming over.
Cross fingers for an Abbott-free future...

Oh, and for the record -
I don't really think there were ghosts in the house.

*Liberal leader - that's his smarmy smiling mug in the poster.