I'm hoping Labour get in, mainly because their current leader, Jeremy Corbyn, is a decent man who has never played political games. He actually sticks to his word and has never been afraid of criticising the elite (even those within his own party.) The problem, of course, is it's those qualities that also make him unpopular. He's usually branded as a radical left winger, with all the scaremongering that goes with that. To me, he's simply an honest man who says what he thinks. Unfortunately, being a realist, I think the Conservatives will get in again, with an increased majority.
My shoulder is not too good, in fact I'm due to go back into hospital next week for another operation. I've finally given up playing cricket, due to the shoulder, but also due to the fact that my knees are useless - I'm on a waiting list for surgery on them, too. Old age doesn't come alone, does it?
My youngest, Matthew, turned 30 last week - now that, along with the fact that he will be a dad himself in September, makes me feel old - and Paul will be 37 next week. I've just come back from a short trip with the choir to a lovely little town called Tewkesbury, we sang in the Abbey there, a beautiful place with marvellous acoustics. I was fortunate enough to have another solo spot. One of the other members called me the 'blue eyed boy' but I told him, my eyes are brown!
Finally, Rachel sent me these pictures of Olivia. The first one was taken about 18 months ago, not long after they first adopted her, and the second one is from last week. Time doesn't stand still..