My wife and I voted. When we get to the polling station she goes on ahead as though she does not know me, funny about that. I am 76, I wear my flak jacket, well it looks like one, I wear my Malaya-Borneo Veterans Assoc. cap and carry my umbrella at the high port. I have a loud voice so I have a good chat to all the Liberal supporters and then as I move into the hall I growl at anyone attempting to give me other how to vote material. All that I am waiting for now is 5o'clock so that I can rip off the cap of my first stubby. It has been a good day so far, cheers. Fred.
