Enormous thanks to the Daily Mail for tracking down Boris Johnson to a clifftop Scottish cottage, with some naff sort of yurt clinging on gamely in the garden. I thought it must be the chilliest place the prime minister had ever secluded himself, until I remembered he hid in a fridge during the general election. I suppose the difference between Tamara and the prime minister is that he is running a slightly larger concern. His leadership contest really took it out of him, culminating in a memorably deranged visit to a police academy shortly after having become prime minister. He wasn’t like every other prime minister of yore, out on the campaign trail daily from dawn.

Source: The Guardian August 21, 2020 14:26 UTC