Heading to the polls. That’s my mum and dad walking up front.
The streets were all dressed up for the occasion.
The opposition, who went on to win on our watch.
Where all the action took place… for this constituency, anyway.
Look at all the people queueing under the sun! Polling was split into streams according to age groups, and the queues for the oldest demographics were also the longest! It gave me hope – that they who have seen so much more than I (and who should be so much more cynical but are not), still believe in their right to vote and the power it can wield for change.
And change happened.
