Reaching the end of another party conference season yesterday felt like crossing the finish line after an ultramarathon across the Sahara. I’m relieved, I’m exhausted, and my body will be paying the price for a while to come.
No two years are exactly alike, of course, and the rogue element this time round was the recent arrival of a prime minister who many people seem to quite like.
It was intriguing to watch how each of the ...


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