Ahh, Herbs, your poor dp. What a day for you both. :(
Good on your df, MI. My dm (86) voted remain, as did her arch-Tory brother, which surprised her. So there's another two oldsters bucking the trend in their age group. However, my dm does keep saying that despite the result, it's all going to be fine once the dust settles, and she is clearly carefully not listening to anything or anyone that indicates otherwise. A neighbour and friend of my dm's, also in the same age bracket, has close links to DC's family - I wonder how she voted...
BTM, I look forward to seeing your ds in an advert soon, then. Or is it just for something local?
I was appalled and depressed yesterday and then got the rage. Now I am just trying to understand where we really are in all this and how we got in this mess. And wondering how to move forward. We need new politicians and new ideas and new political parties. But I don't suppose we'll get them. Does anyone need any more proof that running the country should not be left to ex-public schoolboys more concerned with furthering their own interests than the greater good? (I also include Blair here because he played a part in alienating a large proportion of the population and ensuring they were ready to listen to Farage and Johnson). And that fecking weed Corbyn just nambies around, thinking he is being clever and principled by not playing the games that the others are playing. However, this means that he is just sidelined and no one listens to him at all.
And turning Scottish is daft, as the Scots (pace Auriga) famously don't like us (can't say as I blame them) and will not be nice to any plastic jocks that arrive there in the next while. Ds would be eaten alive in a Scottish school, Scottish passport or not.
Am pissed off with myself for not going with my gut instinct and buying all the Euros for our hols on Tuesday. At least I got half of them at the good rate. I had a suspicion that things were not going to go the way I would have wanted them to in the referendum because of the large numbers of leave posters spotted round here and also the number of times I got looked at with surprise when I said I was voting remain. I pointed out to a shop assistant in Lidl that it was a bit odd for him to vote leave when he worked for a German company, but that cut no ice with him.