A nervy day

Got back from the Peaks and immediately picked a bunch of gorgeous sweetpeas from the garden.

Voted. Nearly cried in the polling booth at the momentous occasion. Allowed myself the tiniest bit of hope.

Then hit the coffee ready for an evening of work followed by a night of elections.

From a MM event in Market Drayton I went straight to Ali’s as I felt like election night needed company. Even with the exit polls as they were, I was still nervous…mostly for our own result here in Shrewsbury.

I guess the commentary continues tomorrow as by midnight, not a great deal had happened!