The agony was finally over. The week-long battle between Liz Truss and the Daily Star lettuce had been won. The lettuce had romped home at a canter with only a few leaves showing any sign of wilting. In the end, it hadn’t really been much of a contest.
Shortly after 1.30pm, Truss emerged from the front door of No 10, closely followed by her husband. She walked to the lectern and started speaking in her familiar, disconnected monotone. She had come into office at a time of great political and economic instability. Weirdly, she forgot to mention her part in adding to the instability. But the country will be paying for it in increased mortgages and borrowing for years to come.
