Post election post

There were some tired eyes at the tearooms today.

A good many middle aged and older people confessed to having been up all night. 

One man said he'd flown in from Orlando to vote.

A lady said she'd fallen asleep on the sofa at 5am, went to bed, woke at noon and was out walking to try to sort out her body clock.

One couple, trying to tell me about a group booking they wanted to make, kept losing track of what they were saying and eventually admitted they hadn't slept at all.

Such is the power of a General Election when the result is meant to be on a knife-edge.

I bet they'll all be abed early tonight....