As a sticker on the underground said, that's about your lifetime's supply of democracy.

Voting for me means a trip to Harrow West.

"That was quick" said the presiding officer, as I put the ballot paper in the box.

In part, it was because this time there were rather fewer marks to make – last time there was the London Assembly election with a form of PR, the mayoral election with a form of alternate vote and the European Parliamentary elections with a third voting system.

And in part, it was because I didn't want to think too hard about voting for the SoggyLibDem Chris Noyce, AKA uber wally.

Had Danny Finkelstein been standing for the Tories again, I'd have voted Labour, because I expect to wake up tomorrow to discover that the Tories have beaten Labour there and almost anyone would be better than Danny.

Oh the joys of trying to get the result you want with first past the post (or first to the post, according to the Now Show's comment on postal voting frauds…)