The Day that divided Britain.
I don’t know about you guys, but I didn’t get much sleep last night.
The gravity of what began unfolding before our eyes during the night of the 23rd June 2016 was too much to ignore, and I ended up staying up to watch until 5am.
The range of emotions I felt whilst watching the BBC coverage was indescribable. It was almost surreal, and today has felt like the strangest day ever.
I think the emotions I felt can be best described by my toddler, Ben.
I’ll stop talking and let the photos do the explaining…
Be kind to one another.
Regardless of how you voted.