A touch of chaos will not stop Boris Johnson from becoming PM

Terry Prone It happens. It shouldn’t happen, but it does happen. It happens on a Friday evening. It’s the end of the week, a chance to unwind, get out a couple of bottles of wine.

It happens. It shouldn’t happen, but it does happen. It happens on a Friday evening. It’s the end of the week, a chance to unwind, get out a couple of bottles of wine.

One member of the couple spills red wine on a pale couch. The other member of the couple is furious and says so. The wine-spiller is insufficiently regretful and, in no time at all, a screaming match with physical embellishments ensues, with the neighbours calling the police for fear the bigger of the couple will knock hell out of the lighter, smaller — usually female — one.