Rob Hutton – sketchy leadership for sketchy times

Boris sings one last sad song before he mounts his pyre

Into the valley of death rode the 358

Offering prayers for the government — God knows they need them

Behold Boris — veteran of foreign wars

Apologies are the end, going is the start

Se vuol ballare, signor contino, il chitarrino le suonerò

The lost art of governing your tongue

Boris vs Keir once again provides more heat than energy

He didn’t quite dress up as Maggie, but he did everything but