POOR old David Cameron. All he wanted to do was run the country into the ground while simultaneously greasing the palms of the wealthy and lining his own pockets in the time-honoured tradition of all Tory premiers — and he couldn’t even get that right.
Having effectively forced his own resignation over the result of the EU referendum which he called, Cameron was probably hoping for a few months to “chillax” before he jumped on the gruelling treadmill that is the after-dinner speaking circuit cash cow.
Unfortunately for him, what was supposed to be a golden handshake is looking more and more like a golden shower.
JAMIE DRISCOLL’s group, Majority, with an inclusive approach and supportive training, aims to sidestep many of the problems afflicting Britain’s progressive movement
As the PM and his chief of staff’s blunders have mounted up, ANDREW MURRAY wonders who among Labour’s diminished ‘soft left’ might make a bid for the leadership
JAMES NALTON discusses how Fifa claims to be apolitical, but as Infantino and Juventus players stood behind Trump discussing war, gender, and global politics, the line between sport and statecraft vanished



