Many voters will not agree with this philosophy, but at least they will understand where the prime minister is coming from. It promises to be cohesive in a way we haven’t seen since the Tories privatized the brondosaurus and Lord Tebbit told the Piltdown man to get behind the wheel and get to work. A testament to her steadfastness was her refusal to pull a veil over Boris Johnson, who was absent but memorable. “You are admired,” he told him, “from Kyiv to Carlisle.” Somewhere, Boris put down his scraper and burst into tears. Kyiv to Carlisle, though? Hmm. One might reply that this is as the crow flies, with little love to be found in between or beyond – and it took journalists two seconds to remind us that Cumberland went Labor in the last local elections. But that’s Lefty media for you. In the absence of Keir Starmer (haven’t you heard of him? He’s big here), they are the opposition. A widely read Westminster email briefing that morning referred to Tory MPs as “contagious eyes” and when Liz had thanked those in attendance for making her the happiest woman in the world, the expert verdict on Twitter was that she was weird. , hopeless, an empty vessel doomed to failure and divisive. He got only 57 percent of the vote. “What a loser!” Come children. Are we really not going to give this lady a chance? Outside, we were greeted by this idiot who shouts “Tories out” from dawn to dusk and greenies hunting between the lampposts for something to cling to. It’s too early to tell, but the Trussic Age looks like a regular thing – and when, later on, I was caught on camera standing behind Dominic Raab, a tough colleague showed me the video and it depresses me to watch it halfway through it should to be a “fresh start”, I looked stunted and tired. Again, I had eaten a huge amount of crumble for lunch.
