TWO resignations? Government destabilised again? My authority threatened? Stunned. And just when I was thinking I was in this for the long haul.
Yesterday morning, for the first time in a long time, there wasn’t a cloud on the horizon for the old Starmer premiership. Three by-elections next week and we could win all of them. Mandelson files a damp squib. War in Iran, according to Trump, all but wrapped up.
Then this! Out of a clear blue sky. Sure, the Army complained my promise to raise defence spending was a 0.08 per cent increase in real terms but I’d also kept them out of a war, so for me that balanced out.
Without warning, we were down a defence minister. Then, shortly after doing the rounds on TV saying he wouldn’t resign, the armed forces minister went. I couldn’t have been more shocked. We had an armed forces minister?
Now all the newspapers are saying I’m doomed again, when they haven’t said that for at least four weeks so I assumed it had all blown over. All the other parties are calling for me to resign again when I never say that about them, not even Kemi.
Then I remembered the candidate in one of those by-elections – not sure which one, the media treats Makerfield, Aberdeen South and Arbroath and Broughty Ferry entirely equally – is Andy Burnham. And I’m pretty sure he said something about wanting my job.
So once again, we’ve gone from everything looking good and me feeling chipper to doom and disaster, just because of some minor budgetary, obligation-to-NATO, crucial-to-the-nation’s-defence nonsense. Bloody hell.
Why does this always have to happen to me? Is it something I’m doing?