There is something a little spooky about writing off one’s car and wrecking one’s shoulder by driving into a tree and then, suffused with codeine and alcohol, watching incredulously as the government does kinda the same thing a week later, except faster and with a bigger and more intransigent tree. Metaphorically, I should add, for the more literal-minded of you.
On Monday morning I had been asked by TalkTV to guffaw at Rishi Sunak’s decision to sack Suella Braverman and disinter David Cameron from whatever shiny morgue he has been resting in and make him Foreign Secretary. I duly guffawed and suggested that nobody north of Letchworth would vote Conservative in 2024, given that the party had retreated to its pro-Remainer, public-school, patrician base. Following me on the programme was a sack of meat with mittens called Tobias Ellwood MP. Tobes took exception to the sneering and said that the Conservative party never won elections when it was perceived as being right-wing.
My Zoom call had been disconnected so I didn’t have the chance to say Tobes, how very, very right you are.
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