Quaint village hall here. Stopped off on bike on way back from school run.
Looked to be a decent turnout – 10 minute wait to vote not helped by the numpty ahead of me accidentally spoiling his ballot and having to get a new one (to their credit they sent him to the back of the queue).
Local council election was a bit baffling as it was up to 12 choices out of field of 14! A few of them I knew others were a complete mystery.
Nic the local potter was in the queue next to me wearing a bright red “Hell Yes, I’m Voting Labour” T shirt. I’m guessing the lady in the blue rosette doing the exit poll didn’t bother to trouble him.