Thursday, 23 June 2016. Today is the day when 40+ million Britons decide whether they want to stay in the European Community or give it the big heave-ho.
The debate has been endless, painful, infuriating, confusing, and as far as I am concerned, not the least bit illuminating, because I don't really trust much of what we have heard over the last few months. There has been nothing to give me a clear and truthful indication of what life would be like if we left the EU, in this 21st century world. Those of a certain age know what it was like before the Common Market came into being, and in the aftermath of the WW2, as I understand it, the coming together of European nations was to provide unity and strength, to stand as one and face the world as such. Is it really a good idea to fragment things now, with such a dangerous, different kind of world all around us? But then the attraction of being our own bosses and making our own decisions, to be governed by those we have chosen to govern us, has its strong attraction.
What's a girl to do? I don't really know, but I think I have my suspicions.