Well-timed cups of tea By Jan Needle
Watching the world stumbling open eyed into ever increasing danger over the last couple of months has been a pretty distressing process. We all know that the only thing we learn from history is that history teaches us nothing, but this is ridiculous, surely? Boris, Brexit, Mr Donald – need I go on? Well yes. How about Theresa’s trousers? The fact that some dildo can be bothered to make rude remarks about them, finessed by the fact that she gets the sack for it… well, truly the mind boggles. Only pic I could find. Gloomy enough? But the really confusing thing, surely, is that in the midst of all this barking infantility, what politicians laughingly call normal people (how could they possibly know what normal is?) carry on being as wonderful as ever. I've just spent a week in Brighton, from where I travelled to London for the funeral of an old family friend called Gwen. I went by train, and it was not a lot of laughs. The Transport Secretary, Chris Grayling (appoi...