On Thursday morning we went to Iron Bridge, the first arch bridge in the world to be built of cast iron, in 1779.
In the evening, my toothache got much worse. I spent the night waking up with the pain, whimpering until I could safely take another painkiller, then checking the referendum results-so-far while I waited for the painkiller to kick in. It did not make me happier.
This result is going to cause problems for me, but I think it’s going to be much worse for the UK as a whole.
