Well, there we are, yesterday Johnson saw the Queen, Parliament was dissolved, and the election campaign officially began, although unofficially the promises were emanating from both parties weeks ago. But oh, good grief. I am, as you probably have guessed, a politics geek and an enthusiastic watcher and reader of
The dark and the light – a week of contrasting styles and disciplines
Early last week we had a Supreme Court ruling, which was the epitome of the highest critical thinking you could find, written in beautiful lucid prose, and delivered calmly by a quiet yet authoritative voice, which now seems almost forgotten after the truly repellent response from our executive the following
What have we become?
It’s Boris
Was anyone surprised. No. Although when I watched the result there was Hunt with a smile on his face that looked quite genuine, and then there was Boris in an ill-fitting suit looking his usual scruffy and rumpled self, but slightly solemn. For a moment I thought…..! But no. I’ll come back
Is he the one? Belief in the age of the unreal.
I started this piece weeks ago when it seemed a total certainty that our very own oaf Emperor and Trump-lookalike, would be crowned the leader of the Conservative Party, and consequently the leader of our nation. I’ve found it difficult to complete this piece as, like 50% of our nation,
After a brief respite things are hotting up
Apocalypse Now? No, not yet, because we’re all on holiday
It’s the Easter holidays and the MPs, probably for their own sanity’s sake, are on holiday so there are no dramas to report. Although I will say that, exactly as before, the week we were granted the extension began in high anxiety mode and then fizzled out, with MPs just