Boris and the Bagmen

I admit, I have problems believing any of it. But there is one thing of which I am sure; little truth is coming out of Number 10. He is either much more ill or much less ill than reports say. The Cabinet is in a state of purest panic, a Bosch-like cacophony of the unknowing, promoted only because of their readiness to lie for Brexit and with no capacity at all for real statescraft or running the country. They will be lying, not even out of necessity, but because they don't know how to do much else.

Dominic Raab, who is basically a giant confused neck, is technically in charge, but I suspect that Gove will be attempting some form of importance, and, self-isolating or not, Dominic Cummings will be screaming orders down the phone. These orders will be about how to make Boris Johnson seem Churchillian. He could not give a damn about ventilators and PPE.

And on they go, while the death count rises. Brutally speaking, while I genuinely wish BJ a full and speedy recovery, the state he is in reflects his own policy and the state our NHS are in reflect his party's policy. More than most, he has directly influenced his own chances. That's an opportunity few get.