When? Let's Start with 'When?'

This Brexit stuff is getting interesting.
The British Government appear determined to continue with this idiocy, but, having buggered the whole thing up so thoroughly, they now want more time. We could even remain within the European Union for some years to come - indeed, until long after the next local elections in Spain (May 2019).
Thus, despite my own pueblo's lack of interest in gathering the paperwork for resident foreigners to register to vote, we Brits could still be able to legally participate in local politics for another season.

Screenshot from the Irish Independent, Saturday June 16th

When the UK does finally sign out, then our councillors and perhaps even our votes will be rendered invalid by the Spanish election authority (even though it's already informally gone ahead and crossed us out).
More interesting perhaps is the forthcoming rules about the change in our status here in Spain (or the rest of the EU27). Will we - as Third Class foreigners - have medical care, visas, work permits, financial limits, foreign accounts, travel restrictions and voting rights?
Who knows.
Who knows indeed. We still don't know who will be responsible for this - a central authority from Brussels or perhaps national rules imposed from the different European interior ministries.
As we approach the February 28th 2019 deadline (which may or may not be malleable), we ask - who knows what will happen, or rather, who knows who will be chosen to not know what may or may not be happening, maybe?
The one thing that the UK and the EU agree on, is that no one is at all interested in the millions of citizens unwillingly involved in this debacle.
Shit, no one even knows how many Brits are living in Europe, or cares.
The European Union and the British departure was, after all, always about the money, never the people.