Trump and Johnson scale new heights of peak bonkers
Think we’ve reached the limit in Westminster and the White House after a week of hurricane histrionics and a reclining Rees-Mogg? Think again
There’s a cruel trick that mountains can play on beleaguered climbers. As they ascend, lungs and legs aflame, the summit can suddenly appear dead ahead, heralding an imminent and merciful release from exhaustion.
The climbers picture themselves shortly resting upon their sweaty laurels, partaking of snacks and selfies and anticipating the return journey back to normalcy. But alas, all is not as it seems. The so-called summit suddenly reveals itself to be a ...