Tories are worried. The holiday season is here. And the last time their leader took a break – in Snowdonia – she came back with a brilliant plan to replace her comfortable majority with a coalition of rudderless squabblers.
She seemed aware of this today and her costume exuded Tory vitality. She was power-dressed in a shoulder-padded tunic of eye-dazzling blue. A lightning-bolt of pure Thatcher.
She was helped by her cabinet. The message about discipline seems to have got through to the conspirators and they laid on a theatrical ambush for Jeremy Corbyn.
As soon as the Labour leader mentioned ‘bickering ministers’ the entire front bench erupted in a pantomime of animated conversation. Corbyn didn’t know how to react to this. A weather front of startlement passed across his brows and he returned to his prepared notes.
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