Accusations are beginning to fly among the co-conspirators. No wonder the foreign secretary needs his jet plane
Occasionally it feels like metaphors are our last great manufacturing industry. On Tuesday Theresa May visited the Chelsea Flower Show, where she was shown a cowpat, which she pronounced “wonderful”. Cow shit means cow shit, and I guess the cow had made a success of it. Even so, the prime minister’s insistence on being ludicrously positive about literally any old doodah is surely nearing its endgame.
Or is it? This week it was claimed that, in order to avoid a hard border in Northern Ireland, May will ask the EU for a customs and regulatory alignment period (CRAP) lasting until the end of 2023. I will be asking them for country music stardom and England to win the World Cup, and I imagine we’ll both get similar results.