It’s always nice when the muses of tragedy and comedy seem to be working in perfect sync: nowhere is this truer than the Labour deputy leadership contest.

It would genuinely be difficult to relate how many people have indicated that they are standing for the role so unceremoniously vacated by Big Ange. Candidacies have come and gone like a thief in the night. There are bugs which breathe the sweet air of earth for only 24 hours which have longer lifespans than some Labour deputy leadership bids. Quite possibly higher IQs as well.

Clearly a consensus has arisen that, with a greying man in his sixties as their dear leader, it is necessary for his deputy to be a woman. This is classic Labour – skill or suitability or even political opinions are irrelevant in favour of surface-level diversit

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