The current chit-chat is about as lukewarm as a stand-off for another meltdown leadership contest or, stalling for a general election.
Europe won't be inviting us around for tea no more if we don't conform to the pesky Irish Crackstop, oh, I mean Backstop.
We all know what imports can do or can't do as well as exports, and Brussels have created a Brexit Hate Gang as part of extraditing us back to whence we came. I'm sure nobody wants to see another British ex-communion, take place in the battle of the lords when the deal that should pass is going to fall palm flat against parliamentary idealism. The truth of democracy lies in the real strength test, in regards to Boris, is it amicability, expansionism of ideas, forcing the iron Merkel's semi retired hand back out into the open, or is it time for another round of Golf on the Gleneagles putty ground?
The way I am looking at it, is a cleverly masked roulette wheel spinning round and round in cautious but straight set circles. The lines that cross over, are the ones in the rail conducting business, another tricky one to unpick if you want to go back through more failed tories, a predictive and never ending state pension age to counteract all the taxes that the public will surely feel, if the blackmail from European heads of state don't promote good will and freedom back across our shores. People don't want to reminisce , they want to get on with their lives, and get them to hurry the f**K up.