Last night I went to bed around midnight, but, due to work the following morning I switched my light out around 1.30 am to get some badly needed sleep, but it was to little avail. I thrashed about for hours, my thoughts swirling with election fever. Finally around 3 am I gave up and made a cup of tea and watched the coverage again, for of course by this time excitement was building to a climax as results come in thick and fast around this time. I gave it up again about an hour later and was thankfully able to get to sleep.
On waking I heard the results proper, including some very satisfying ones, notably the defeats of Jacqui Smith, Charles Clarke and especially that corrupt near-fascist Ulsterman, Peter Robinson. Conversely, the best result for me was Caroline Lucas's famous victory at Brighton Pavilion, thereby in a kind of way vindicating my vote for the Greens (not that I live there, though I have always had a soft spot for "London by the sea")
As someone with reservations about any form of government, though at the same time a fascinated observer of the scene, I will say this: politics has certainly become interesting in the last 24 hours.
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