Obviously politically. Personally it's been good, last nights episode of Doctor Who was good and next weeks looks very promising. I seem to have succeeded well in taking a service at Stotfold Methodist Church this morning (although I relied too much on the microphone and less on projecting my voice), and this afternoon I shall be doing the therapeutic domestic chore of mowing the front lawn.
But politically it has been dreadful. It goes beyond rage and pain, it's that cold stench of defeat and that sense of "Go on lads, get it over and done with, give us another kicking!"
It was bad enough Boris Johnson winning (and I have had several friends, some of whom are not fans of Labour texting or ringing me to voice their disbelief), it's the fact that now the BNP have a seat on the London Assembly, so not only do we have the embarrassment of Tory cock-up's in the run up to the 2012 Olympics, we also have the humiliation of having one of the unacceptable faces of right-wing politics on London's elected assembly. I have to say that the way I feel now if I hear a Londoner complain in the next four years about this I would be tempted to say "Not my fault, but it's yours if you voted that way!"
Still, one cannot fault the Conservatives and their friends for fighting a well-organised campaign and I wish Boris well, for all our sakes, but it is worrying.
That said, all is not lost. If the government ditches the 10p tax rate and brings in some further incentives for low income earners, that might help a great deal. Plus it is two years until the next general election, but we need to move and fast.