I don’t ‘do’ politics. I think the current British political system is flawed and no longer ‘fit for purpose’. I did not vote in the infamous Referendum and I struggled to vote in the latest General Election … why?

I did not feel I was qualified to vote. I had no idea what the implications of leaving the EU would be, though I guessed that remaining in the EU would be a relatively safe bet.

I nearly did not vote in the latest General Election because I thought it signifies all that is wrong with politics … a game played by too many self-seeking individuals at the cost of our ignorance and devotion to that human right we cherish so resolutely, that is democracy.

And now… we’re out.

If a blog is to have any meaning, I feel it should be true to the moment in which it is created. Minimal edits and audits and postulations. Fire from the hip and see what you end up regretting in time to come. Or not, as the case may be.

How do I feel now that Brexit has happened?

Cocooned in my own little world, I feel an equal mix of excitement and anticipation. If that were a medical condition, I’d be prescribed something for it … but I don’t what. Maybe it would include a dose of Boris to help with the lows but definitely no Corbyn, that’s a medicine too far.

And so the dawn of a new era begins. Onwards and upwards … whatever that means!

PS. The first message I received on my phone this morning: Congrats on Brexit … it must feel good …