Leave!
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…