Can there really be just 202 spellbinding days to go until the Brexit deadline? The answer is: maybe. Having played to extra time without a result, the UK is now subject to the controversial golden own-goal rule, a form of sudden death meaning this electrifying war of attrition could end the minute any EU exit deal is got over the line. However scrappily. What we can say for sure is that Betamax prime minister Theresa May has been made to accept a “flextension” by the EU. So instead of screaming “NO!” really urgently, as we have been in recent weeks, we will instead be screaming “Noooooooooooooooooooo!” in slow motion till the end of October. We hold all the cards, and the sunlit uplands are within our grasp.
Naturally, not everyone is happy. Nigel Farage is so angry that this morning he came out of retirement to launch his new party in Coventry, with a rally in Birmingham promised tomorrow. Yes! Maverick is re-engaging, sir. The small man’s back in town. Like me, you probably missed Farage’s latest retirement, which involved him being on the airwaves more than even Holly Willoughby, who people actually like. He is now the frontman for something called the Brexit party, which – in the usual way of these things – was led until last month by a Catherine Blaiklock, before she was forced to resign after some unfortunate social media posts were unearthed.
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