Perhaps Boris Johnson has realised that being Prime Minister is not such a jolly good wheeze after all. I really hope so. Because in the next few weeks a lot of people are going to die before their time in horrible circumstances. And many, many businesses will go under leavin...
A gothic gloom hovers menacingly over Whitehall as Baldemort (he who must be named after the Friday briefing) gathers his death eaters to take control of the Ministry of Magic to restore true Brexit purity and destroy the mud bloodied Remainer Muggles. Hit lists are being dra...
Well, I won’t say I told you so. Sod it, I will. Johnson has tried to memorise a song from the Margaret Thatcher play book but ends up playing the wrong tune. Let me remind you of the history. Nigel Lawson was Chancellor, a brilliant economist and a canny strategist. He wanted...
I haven’t been doing much blogging of late because British politics appeared so boring. The Brexit argument has been solved but not settled. The genial good humour of the new Speaker has civilised the Commons. The Labour leadership elections have been breathtakingly dull and ...
One of the advantages of being round politics for a very long time is that you realise that very little is new. We are promised revolutions (which tend to scare the voters) and we end up with the same old same old, but with a little bit of star dust if we are lucky. All gover...
I am no apologist for either Boris Johnson nor Dominic Cummings. Both lied to us in the 2016 referendum. However, those lies have been widely circulated and perhaps understood. But the people have spoken on three separate occasions for Brexit. The end. Whether we go to hell in...
Way back in 1994 I remember introducing Tony Blair to a group of Tory activists in the Commons. He was in a bit of a hurry as he was running (well, more of a jog really) for the leadership. He paused for a moment and switched on the charm. I thought that two ladies of a certai...
Like the death of Little Nell, all the wailing, ululating and gnashing of teeth by the left is not without its comedic moments. Yasmin Alibai Brown sobs in her corner shop, Owen Jones (where would we be without him?) is in a state of disbelief and shock and Paul Mason will man...
I suspect that the first casualty of this election will be the dog. Like Larry he will be airbrushed out of history. And when Carrie emerges on the steps of Number Ten with a particularly fluffy pair of slippers it will be confirmed that he will be residing in that great dogs ...
I have not blogged for weeks as I have been exiled in a very long and very complicated trial. To be honest, that is not the real reason for my silence. The truth is that I am thoroughly revolted by this election. The lies. The smears. The fake news. The whole whogivesafuckery ...