Hang over and a hung parliament. What a combination. I exaggerate on the state of over-hungness. It was more likely the lack of sleep than the liberal (non-politically aligned) quantity of gin that produced a grogginess that, in truth, has failed to lift.
It was a result that could have been predicted. If Brexit has taught us one thing alone, it is not to count your chickens. The big talk of landslide for the Conservatives at the outset was guaranteed to rattle. The British do not like being told what to do, or how to vote. There is little doubt that in terms of political strategy, May shot herself in the foot mid run-up. Corbin discovered a voice and reached out to the young with promises of free tuition fees. It is a time when Britain needs firm leadership. It feels as though everything is in a state of disarray. Interesting and uncertain times ahead. Time to bite on a cork, everyone.
I'm sure I could liberate one, if you asked me nicely.
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