This was me on Saturday morning. Didn’t get much of a break though as it’s necessary to follow the new PM and get a feel of what he’s up to.
Absolutely everything, everywhere, all at once, to paraphrase the movie title. I don’t think he’s suited to being a Prime Minister. He’s working really hard but not chasing his own tail and meeting himself coming back. He seems to have a clear plan and direction. What is the world coming to?
He also wants to work in partnership. This is against everything we know about politics. Not only that a female Deputy PM and Chancellor? It’s a real poser.
If he keeps this up we in the media are going to have to discuss policy? We’re so much more used to covering in-fighting, back-biting, and undermining. I’m not sure I can spell Negative Statutory Instrument anymore, let alone remember what it is!
It’s so much harder to make up good stories if they’re actually working hard. Thoughtless lot.
The Conservatives look and sound far more professional in Opposition too. Sir Ed Davey is still having far too much fun. The Farage managed to allude to himself again. He does look happy though. That in itself is just bewildering.
Don’t worry, they’ll get over it, soon the benches will be empty again, they’ll say nothing much, and we will still be here to make up the policies for them, so there’s more to the news than:
“A bored group of MPs debated nothing much with total disinterest today. The real news though is that the Shepherd’s Pie was burnt to a crisp at lunchtime, so everyone went to the pub, drunk too much, got lost on the underground, landed up in Wimbledon, and upset Djokovic. He thought the crowd were booing, in fact the MPs were practising booing and jeering and wondered why the PM was playing tennis with Rishi Sunak.”
Their eyesight wasn’t at its best. Similar to their sense of direction, and sense of bewilderment that the House of Commons was lighter and had far more fresh air than they had expected.
It’s going to be interesting. Which will make a real change.
Yours Clarence
P.S. The wife is divorcing me, I’m happy, I’ve got the cat.
Deb Hawken - Amorah 