I took myself out for a nice solo lunch today in Westminster.
As I was drinking my coffee and waiting for my main, Kwasi Kwarteng walked in and sat at the table next to me (we had a strange moment where he initially walked right up to my table first and we shared a nod of acknowledgement) to have lunch with someone who looked a lot like Tom Tugendhat.
Picture the scene, two fully suited and booted MPs, one an ex chancellor from the most turmoil ridden period in recent British politics, meet in a fancy restaurant in Westminster for a private debrief and sit next to a civil servant in an Everton Christmas jumper doing his best to look like he isn't straining every sinew in his body to overhear their conversation.
It was only as I was nearing the end of my main that the conversation became juicy and I decided at that moment to settle in for a longer haul and ordered myself some cheesecake for dessert.
His sacking by Truss sounded particularly brutal, though he did say he understood why she did it.
He suddenly had to go into her office and she just turned around and said it was over for him and that he was done and would have to resign. He tried to push back saying if the Conservative Party doesn't stand behind tax cuts then what are they even for, but he got nowhere.
He started listing MPs who I think had stuck in the knife, and I heard Michelle Donelan, Gavin Williamson and Nadhim Zahawi (all still in Government with Sunak...) and then talking about how Truss has been covering her back since.
Safe to say, I thoroughly, thoroughly enjoyed the political goss (and I have to confess, I didn't say anything about him having cost us all a shed load on our mortgages).
As I was drinking my coffee and waiting for my main, Kwasi Kwarteng walked in and sat at the table next to me (we had a strange moment where he initially walked right up to my table first and we shared a nod of acknowledgement) to have lunch with someone who looked a lot like Tom Tugendhat.
Picture the scene, two fully suited and booted MPs, one an ex chancellor from the most turmoil ridden period in recent British politics, meet in a fancy restaurant in Westminster for a private debrief and sit next to a civil servant in an Everton Christmas jumper doing his best to look like he isn't straining every sinew in his body to overhear their conversation.
It was only as I was nearing the end of my main that the conversation became juicy and I decided at that moment to settle in for a longer haul and ordered myself some cheesecake for dessert.
His sacking by Truss sounded particularly brutal, though he did say he understood why she did it.
He suddenly had to go into her office and she just turned around and said it was over for him and that he was done and would have to resign. He tried to push back saying if the Conservative Party doesn't stand behind tax cuts then what are they even for, but he got nowhere.
He started listing MPs who I think had stuck in the knife, and I heard Michelle Donelan, Gavin Williamson and Nadhim Zahawi (all still in Government with Sunak...) and then talking about how Truss has been covering her back since.
Safe to say, I thoroughly, thoroughly enjoyed the political goss (and I have to confess, I didn't say anything about him having cost us all a shed load on our mortgages).