Hello, yes

I'm still here. Many thanks to the kind people who have mailed their concern and a special thanks to reader Andrew (no Blair’s thought police tried but I sent them away) and Athelstan from the Cross of St. George blog who came round to see if everything was ok. How he got past the heavily armed attack dogs I have no idea.

I've been on a break from blogging during the election season because I've been suffering from a peculiar illness which I've dubbed political toxicity. The symptoms are a feeling of utter frustration, ranting fits, frothing at the mouth and a tendency to take up every pastime or bad habit that the political elite and their self interested minority pressure groups have said is bad for me out of sheer bloody mindedness. Man what a ride.

So today is election day and all the pundits I have been trying to ignore are saying it’s to be another Labour landslide of one degree or another. That’s another five years of the bull in the china shop. Sure the electorate might be feeling comfortable now but eventually old Mr. and Mrs. Consequence are going to come round for a visit and the electorate are going to have to serve tea out of an EU approved plastic cup. The shame.

See you on the other side.