Day one of the Labour conference – oh frabjous day! The annual gathering of people who hate each other just a little bit more than they hate themselves was underway. You really do wonder where they find some of these characters.
Sir Keir arrives in Liverpool as the least popular PM in history; worse than Truss or Johnson at their nadirs, worse than Lloyd George when he did all his lady diddling, worse than Chamberlain. I bet the ghost of Lord North is absolutely over the moon. Mr. Starmer is a road traffic black spot of a PM.
Most excruciating of all, inevitably, was the Prime Minister himself
In light of this, Steve Reed had been sent to do the media round – somehow dodging the hundreds of frustrated farmers who were protesting just outside the secure zone, tractors beeping. The erstwh