That not just be a bad pirate joke, me hearties, it be true. On this, th' final day o' th' campaign, I be plannin' t' do a grand finale in Trafalgar Square - but that be filled wi' tourists, not locals, so when one grand member o' me crew be offerin' t' show me round th' Barbican Estate instead, it be a very quick decision indeed!

I tell ye this, mateys: I ne'er be campaignin' anywhere so friendly. Two folks be stoppin' me an' recognisin' me; someone be wishin' me good luck as I went on me way; an' I be usin' up more leaflets than I could be carryin'. Churchill Gardens were fast t'leaflet, but this be so much faster. An' th' architecture! Some be seein' it as a carbuncle, but as I be wanderin' th' highwalks, admirin' th' views from above, I not be agreein' wi' them. It be stark, but it also be beautiful.

Today be th' last day o' campaignin' - traditionally, the candidates all be restin' on pollin' day, an' I be seein' no reason t'change that. Tomorrow - wherever ye be in th' country an' whoever ye be votin' for, just be sure t'have yer say.