DRAWING A LINE

I drove 360 miles home to vote, mostly in horrible road conditions. When I stopped for lunch I was temporarily boxed in by the line markers. Fortunately I had enough to eat and drink to keep me going until they'd finished. After I got home and voted the view from my bedroom window (Extra) rather reflects how I'm feeling at the minute. I really don't want to listen to all the speculation and analysis all night - whatever the outcome (and I have a queasy sensation) I think I need a good night's sleep to face it all in the morning.

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