Election Day

Today marks the zenith of the masochistic boredom-cum-irritation-fest of the Australian Election, where the Labor party ("They're the party that helps us have babies" - Eloise) finds itself, having thrown popularity and momentum to the wind in a spectacular display of political ineptitude, in a close-run battle with the Liberal Party, a carbon-copy of the Tories, except even more nasty.

Nastiness has been their watchword and approach, and as with advertising, a message repeated ad nauseam will stick no matter its content seems to have taken root.

And as Labor seem incapable of responding to the negativity in a positive way, the whole thing has descended into name-calling, history-re-writing and the perpetuation of bogus accusations made from opposition with the media right in there, stirring things up and trying to make a drama out of no crisis.

At least we are free from the obligation to vote. I'd be voting green as there's not much to separate the other two crowds, who have raced for the centre (read right) and frankly have no principles left that couldn't easily fall by the wayside in the quest for Power.

So it's been pretty unpleasant and yet at the same time if not quite fascinating in an absorbing way, then fascinating in a tawdry tabloid way.

As for us, we are getting back to the old routine, minus one, and returning to a new kind of normal.

Matilda seems OK. She sneaked into Paul and Carol's house today and ate their supper which was sitting on the side whilst they were chatting outside. Nicole was mortified.

Food security. A serious political issue.