I called recently for the Cabinet to tell Johnson that the game is up, and Dowden’s resignation is the closest that any of them have got.
No Conservative leader has lost a challenge as Prime Minister, but neither have any survived their victories by as much as a year.
As Blair realised, but his successor apparently does not, hysterical denunciations of political leaders are liable to prove counter-productive.
There is much to be said for incremental reform, but too much caution can tip over into a failure to act boldly.
At the final meeting of her Cabinet, a revived Iron Lady told members, during a coffee break, that “on no account must Heseltine be elected”
As her Lord Chancellor, I would have resigned if she had brought forward such proposals (which she wouldn’t have done anyway).
When such Brexiteers as Michael Howard and Norman Lamont are tearing into you over international law, you have just a bit of problem.
I have decided to write a second volume of my life of Johnson, who has always been an affront to serious-minded people’s idea of politics.
Few people understand better than the Culture Secretary how the government machine works, or fails to work.
The former Speaker’s autobiography is a disappointment. He writes as he talks – and after a time this becomes wearisome.
His big win marks the end of the EU Ascendancy and the beginning of a new era: that of Britain as a sovereign nation.
Johnson is a self-described “Brexity Hezza” and now has the chance to mould a Party and country in his own romantic image.
An obscure, unused agreement struck by Cameron and the 1922 Committee back in 2006 is set to come into play.
Our message, and our approach to the issues in the cities, needs to be improved.