So we’ll say it again. For heaven’s sake vote.


We’ve said it before, and we will say it again, specifically before the cut off date for getting registered to vote (May 22). Prepare to be bored.

If you are happy to accept what your dad, grandma, great-granny and their peers vote for, then skip the┬ávisit to the polling station. After all, it’s ten minutes of your life that you won’t get back and there are probably things you would rather be doing.

You might want to consider, though, whether you’d let your grandparents chose your clothes, your car, your furnishings, your choice of music or your girlfriend/boyfriend. It would save you some time, certainly.


On the other hand, living with that choice might be difficult. A Tom Jones concert and a pair of smart beige slacks?

So, if you would prefer to choose your own government, particularly in light of the upcoming negotiations to withdraw from the world, (and you might want to choose people a little more in touch with reality and the 21st century than Boris Johnson, David Davis and Liam Fox, the disgraced ex-defence minister, not to mention the frightful Theresa) maybe you should think about giving up that ten minutes and voting.

After all, your granny probably won’t want to avail herself of Erasmus or take a job in Germany or Sweden… but you might want to.