OK. But I'm still left wondering if they actually stop exit polls at lunchtime, which seems to me unlikely.
They've got to grind the numbers so I doubt they go much beyond 9pm, as the results start being broadcasted soon after 10. Just curious as to the process.
You sure ?
Just checked the Ipsos website, and there's nothing on there mentioning any kind of lunchtime cut-off point when they stop taking exit polls. That would cut out quite a large demographic of people who go to vote after work.
Went around 4.15, about 5 people and 2 straining dogs in front of me. We had around 71% turnout last time round.
Anyone ever been exit-polled ? I gather they do it at about 130 constituencies, always the same ones.
"I've always been very clear", or "I'm crystal clear", used ad-infinitum by scumbag politicians (usually tory filth) who open their answer to a question with this, and are about to lie through their teeth. Again.
Interesting article in the Sunday Times (well I thought so), about the All England Club looking to expand Wimbledon from its current 42 acres to around 115 acres, including a new 8,000 seater stadium and 38 new grass courts on the site.
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Some of the Slovakian players comments about fancying it against us clearly got under the skin of some of our players, hence Bellinghams "gesture" at their bench after his goal.
Good player, but he's also got a touch of the Maupays about him.
"Bellingham was seen making a crotch-grabbing gesture after scoring an overhead kick in stoppage time. The Real Madrid player denied it was aimed at England's opponents, saying on social media that it was an inside-joke directed towards some close friends".
Chinny reckon.
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