Theresa May’s mission to save her legacy withers in the poisonous environment she’s left behind
For all the hurried, last-ditch policy announcements aimed at saving face, the prime minister’s true legacy will be the misery she has caused those who have had the misfortune of coming into contact with the Home Office
Like any politician hurtling towards the scrapheap, Theresa May is obsessed with her legacy.
Fair enough. Who wouldn’t want to be remembered deep into the future, and for something more epic than fields of wheat, shoes, dancing like a maiden aunt after too much sherry wine, the Arthur Askey husband, and not necessarily resolving Brexit to everyone’s satisfaction?
This week she has been scattergunning the grandiose ambitions with an abandon that might tempt the cynic to wonder about her grasp of reality.
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