Remember the start of this week? All that way back then? Remember when some commentators decided that everything was ‘febrile’? The atmosphere in Westminster, in Number 10, among backbenchers. Everywhere was febrile. A trip to the shops? Febrile!
Junior ministers were resigning with such frequency that if nobody chucked it for 20 minutes we felt a bit lost.
When Andrew Murrison went, many people suddenly learned that there had been a parliamentary trade envoy to Morocco. Though, to paraphrase Noel Gallagher, Murrison’s departure was hardly Paul McCartney quitting The Beatles.
Things are moving so quickly, who knows who will be in charge by next week. Maybe it’ll be you? Maybe you’re getting to be chancellor. Or the bloke in my local Tesco who calls everybody Buddy. Maybe Nadine Dorries will be PM. Or Keir Starmer has found a way in. Though I’d give Big Zuu a go. He has a plan, and he has heart.
That might not be at the core of the current collapse, but it’s a big issue. That is, the thought that it would be useful to have ideas and plans and a way forward. When The Big Issue interviewed Michael Gove a couple of weeks ago a lot was covered, from levelling up to a punt at leadership. Gove was clear – there’s a big canvas, he said, and he had plans for it all. How quickly things change.
Because while the machinations of parliament are fun to follow, there is a nation to govern. I realise this sounds like the teacher who says you can have some fun, of course you can, but you need to get that coursework in too!