At 9.58 tomorrow I will switch on the TV (probably BBC1) and turn down the sound. I will watch the excited faces as the exit polls are revealed. I will watch the swingometer. I will watch the predicted blue seats flipping to red and yellow and green. And the moment will be solemn because it is just a prediction. And it will be exhilarating as the idea that those bastards will be gone may well be a reality. And I will be listening to this. Seven minutes to enjoy the immensity of it all.
And now I shall think about what I want to hear as Key Announcements lead into the 'it's official'.