Politics stirs up many people for varying reasons. The subject of voting can be quite an emotive one.

I was asked today if I had voting. In fact, I won’t be voting; not because I can’t be bothered (in part) or don’t want to, but because I am still registered in Aldershot, and don’t want to travel a 60-mile round trip to vote in a Conservative stronghold.

If I had been organised, I would have had us registered in Kingston by now.

I know people have fought hard to give every adult in Britain the right to vote, but do we not also have the right not to vote. I agree in part that, as commented one of my colleagues who studied politics, if one doesn’t vote, one doesn’t have the right to complain about the government.

I suppose an active disagreement with all candidates standing in a constituency is to spoil the ballot paper. This shows that you made the effort to vote, but didn’t want to give your vote to any of the parties standing. It is hard to judge the reason for staying away from the polling station, where both apathy and dissatisfaction lie together.