Robert Jenrick spent last summer stuck up lampposts on a step ladder, with flags of St George in his hand attempting to “restore pride in our country”.
He’d shed a few stone, squeezed into a Tommy Robinson polo shirt and set his sights on his party’s leadership by fuelling anti-immigrant rhetoric.
But the Tories just yawned. So he joined Reform and set his sights on their leadership by positioning himself even further to the right and spewing out even bigger dollops of hate and deceit.
He’s had the opportunity to do a lot of that this summer as Nigel Farage quivers behind a Chesterfield couch in one of his many homes, avoiding media questions about his bulging bank accounts.
