When I took my sixth month pause from writing this blog at the end of 2018, the UK was still in the throes of organising its leaving of the EU, Brexit as it is called.
Prime Minister May had put a proposed deal to parliament which was constantly rejected. Death threats had been made against politicians, as traitors. Some leavers simply wanted ‘leave’ whatever that meant, regardless of the consequences. “Brexit means Brexit”, whatever that means. As one friend said to me, we need to leave the EU to “get the blacks off our streets”.
Since no-one was agreeing and no compromises were to be had, progress was nonexistent.
So now here we are in August, and it’s all sorted, right?
Well, no. Deadlines have been extended to October, provided good use of the time was made. For MPs, that meant going on holiday.
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