On the telly they make this election thing look dramatic. Macclesfields voting malarchy tonight wasn't so. Not like the year of the Hamiltons when Martin Bell got in and David Soul was here.
I usually do the count, last year I did the polling station clerk thing but to be honest it was really boring so this year I opted to count them instead.
We were the first table to finish counting but still had to wait until just before 1am until we could leave. As boredom set in I noticed the Macc Express photographer up in the galley looking down so I kept writing messages in paperclips on the table for him to snap but I think they went un-noticed.
Talking of photos, the man from Pick Me Up magazine came today and took picures of me and Nina in the gents. Rock n roll ey? Don't know when it will be in.
Thats about it, the hounds had a bit of a scrap today over an ice cube (I find they make good treats instead of the biscuits that were making them both fat) it wasn't that bad, there was blood though - that wasn't very nice.
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