Even in these rarefied days, this has been a week for the ages. Not since I found myself physically shaking, at about 1am on 24 June 2016, have I felt quite so stunned by any single news event as watching Lady Hale read out the Supreme Court’s devastating verdict on Tuesday morning.
I was one of a large number of journalists, sitting in the media centre of the Labour Party conference, when things were changed utterly. I, like many, had expected the government to lose, but not to lose so dramatically, and for a court judgement, which are traditionally highly reserved, to be quite so brutal.
The scenes that followed it, in Brighton and in New York, were utter chaos. Jeremy Corbyn’s speech moved forward, journalists rushing to Westminster from the south coast. Others waiting in their New York hotel beds, just before dawn, for the prime minister to rise to see the almighty mess he was in.
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