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Election Day Morning
The pheasant was in the garden again, only this time round the back of the house. When he saw me coming with the tubs of bird food he scuttled off at what you'd have to call a fast walk and not a run because I don't think he ever had both feet off the ground at once.
It's a wet, cold morning- the sort of weather that goes straight to your bones. When my mother's carer arrived Ailz and I slipped off to the polling station- which is down the road in the village hall- about a mile away. There was more coming and going than I remember at previous elections. As we went in two police officers were coming out. Apparently their on-off presence is required these days- in case of trouble or foul practice.
It's a wet, cold morning- the sort of weather that goes straight to your bones. When my mother's carer arrived Ailz and I slipped off to the polling station- which is down the road in the village hall- about a mile away. There was more coming and going than I remember at previous elections. As we went in two police officers were coming out. Apparently their on-off presence is required these days- in case of trouble or foul practice.
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Interesting, that!
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