My wife and I, approaching our mid 70s , don’t have to go far from our home – so we don’t. Everything we need to buy is available on home delivery. Not visiting shops is hardly a burden. Our lifestyles in retirement revolved around Travel, The Arts and Sport. We miss them but there are other things to do and hopefully they will all return refreshed come the dawn.

Time on our hands has allowed us to study our political leaders more closely than we would usually. Neither of us wears patriotism on our sleeve in normal times but it is sad to be British at the moment. The Government has got nothing right from the start of this deadly time. The mistakes are woeful but it’s the lies which really damage our spirits. You cannot believe a word they say and they take us for fools.

It didn’t have to be like this. Indeed around the world, a few exceptions aside, the virus has been competently managed. Britain has been the worst in Europe by far and you don’t need to be a flag-waving patriot to find that sad. The first serious political issue since Brexit has been botched because of politics. The virus was an act of God. It’s failed management has been a political failure of gargantuan proportions. The wrong things have been done at the wrong time for the wrong reasons by the wrong people. And they never apologise. Thousands of citizens are dead who didn’t need to be if we’d got it right – failure doesn’t come much greater than that.

The same people that sponsored the absurdity of Brexit (and lied about its spurious benefits) are misgoverning us now. If you believe this gang can deliver us a clean and rational break from the EU on 31st December you haven’t been paying attention. There was something symbolic about the chaotic and absurd charade of voting in the House of Commons yesterday – this lot couldn’t run a whelk stall.

And so back to our bunker by the Thames. The ducks and geese are breeding successfully along the river bank and we have high hopes of a couple of Swans. We expect a delivery from the Wine Society and Waitrose (whose priority list we are on) later today. It’s an odd time and you need to take personal charge of how you cope with it. But it would be better if we had a Government we could believe in – sadly we don’t.

Test Matches, Premier Leagues Matches, Grands Prix even a few Promenade concerts are planned to take place “Behind Closed Doors”. No spectators, no audience – an idea as empty as the venues would be.

Let’s start with the cricket. The West Indies cricket team – their players, coaches and the rest are invited to play five day test matches with their health and safety supposedly protected. They will stay in accommodation on site in the grounds and be isolated from the disease-ridden world around them. Two questions: (1) Why, what’s the point? (2) Does anyone really believe that their health and safety can be secured ?

The West Indies need the money and I suspect that is the only reason that they are coming to England. The virus is not under control in Britain which has the worst record in Europe. The Windies players will be at risk. It’s emphatically not a risk worth taking.

The matches are of no consequence. So the only beneficiaries of the games will be a TV audience and Sky who will flog advertising to advertisers. Much as I love cricket I don’t want to see the game polluted in this way. Professional sport without spectators is a nonsense

The Premier League is a global business and needs media and advertiser income to be viable. As with the cricket the idea is to play games in empty stadiums behind closed doors. But surely they can see that if you takes the spectators away you fundamentally change the character of the event. And also as with cricket safety cannot be guaranteed. Teams, coaches, officials – many hundreds of them – will be unnecessarily at risk for games that don’t matter.

The Grand Prix plan is similar. As with football and cricket the TV audiences can be guaranteed. But every Grand Prix requires hundreds of support staff who will inevitably be at risk however hard people work to resist it. Is it worth it ? Of course not.

The Proms plan to have a fortnight of big hall concerts played to an empty Albert Hall. Why ? Search me. You can’t really have a Promenade Concert without promenaders can you ?

These are troubling times for sport and the Arts. Both need ticket paying audiences to prosper, or even to survive. But these artificial pseudo events won’t help that. If 2020 is a washout – it’s looking that way – let’s take it in the chin and plan only to return when the fetid cloud storms have lifted.

Hong Kong succeeds because its people are free. They can pursue their dreams and scale as many heights as their talents allow.” Boris Johnson

This is disingenuous claptrap. The people of Hong Kong have never been “free” – they have never governed themselves. On 1st July 1997 they went from being the disenfranchised residents of a British colony to being the disenfranchised residents of a Chinese one. They had few if any governance rights before 1997 and few if any since. The “Joint Declaration” was a sell-out.

The problem for Hong Kongers has always been not the rights like “Freedom of Speech” or “Freedom of the Press” , which they have mostly enjoyed but the fact that they have never governed the territory in which they live. The Governor for a century and a half was a Briton and appointed by the British Government. Since 1997 the equivalent has been appointed By Beijing. Plus ca change in many ways.

A territory without self-governance can still have Passport rights for its residents – but Hong Kongers have never had this. Yes they had a nominally “British” passport with which they could travel – if countries chose to admit them. But this document did not give them British nationality nor, crucially, the right of residence in the U.K. As such it was largely worthless.

When I lived in the territory in the 1980s after the Joint Declaration was signed those among my Hong Konger friends who could afford to do so acquired foreign passports – particularly Australian and Canadian – as insurance against the sort of situation they now face. Cities like Melbourne and Vancouver have hugely benefited from this immigration. But many who got these passports stayed in Hong Kong knowing that if things got nasty they could leave. It’s only a matter of time before most of them do so.

Britain abandoned the people of Hong Kong and I very much doubt that any of the threatened people of the territory will believe a word Boris Johnson says now – they know all about Gweilo lies. Australia, Canada and New Zealand offer a more congenial welcome and these countries know what a valuable contribution Hong Kongers can make. Why would you want the passport of xenophobic, nationalist Little England when you can have one of a welcoming, open state where many of your friends and compatriots already live happily?

From October 2014

A few years ago, before he became “famous”, I had dinner with Nigel Farage. A mutual friend, also called “Nigel”, invited me to join the two of them after we had all been at Lord’s cricket ground for the day. We met at a Malaysian restaurant in West Hampstead and as far as I can recall it was a pleasant evening. The two Nigels, like me, enjoyed the spicy food and Tiger Beer and that and a bit of cricket chat (mainly), was the purpose of the evening.

Farage is almost a generation younger than me – he was born in 1964, the year I left school and started work. But we have similar backgrounds. I grew up in the same part of West Kent as Farage and visited the same pubs in Downe Village (his home) and elsewhere. My father was a member of “West Kent Golf Club” (WKGC) as is Farage. And I was at Farage’s school Dulwich College for three years in the 1950s. I know the world he comes from well.

The 19th hole at WKGC and the watering holes around the area were not known for their liberal debate. The house journal for the men was the “Daily Telegraph” and for the women the “Daily Mail”. My father, not a particularly political man, was at the heart of this for thirty years. They were, of course, all Conservatives in every way. Socially illiberal. Hangers and Floggers. Vehemently ant-Socialist. Their attitude to the working-class was generally either patronising (“Salt of the Earth”) or hostile (“Union trouble-makers”). They were against any social or what they saw as “intrusive” legislation. Especially if a car was involved. So Barbara Castle was a pariah for cracking down on drink driving and introducing the breathalyser and for making seat-belts compulsory. You get the picture. I don’t recall my parents or their Golf Club friends as being particularly racist – black or Asian faces were rare in that part of Kent. But their world was a white Anglo-Saxon Protestant world and Catholics and Jews were certainly looked at with suspicion. 

WKGC is a hilly course and you drive down a big hill and cross a small valley before climbing up to the Clubhouse. One day I was in my father’s car en route to the Club. I noticed at the bottom of the hill a wooden building with a corrugated roof. A few golfers were standing outside it. I asked my Dad what it was. “Oh that’s the Artisans” he said. He explained that this group comprised working-class men who would not be able to “afford” proper membership of the Club. They had their own modest facilities, teed off from the 10th hole nearby. And were banned from the main clubhouse.

It does not follow that if you grew up in this world of privilege and narrowness then you developed political opinions like those of Farage. But it is fair to say that the majority did especially if, like Farage, you did not go to University but went straight into the City. Your mind certainly won’t be broadened by your friends in Downe’s “George and Dragon” ! The Conservative Party was the natural home for those politically active in West Kent. In the main they had political opinions not dissimilar to that of UKIP today – they were Right-Wing Conservatives who leaned far more towards Enoch Powell than they did to Edward Heath. Needless to say Margaret Thatcher was their heroine.

My dinner with the two Nigels was, as I have said, a pleasant evening. I don’t recall Farage being particularly mad or outspoken. Although my politics are of the Left many of my friends and acquaintances are of the Right so there was nothing especially unusual about hearing a few traditionally rightist views from Nigel Farage . I’d been hearing similar for decades in my own family! I didn’t take Farage seriously because he didn’t seem to take himself seriously – it was well-lubricated pub banter and it seemed harmless.

The problem with Nigel Farage is not his unsavoury views about most things – you’ll hear similar all the time in the circles from which he comes. The problem, of course, is that Farage has had for some time platforms from which to spout his nonsense. My Dad and his friends didn’t stand on soapboxes – they mumbled bigotry into their pint glasses and moved on to talk about rugby or cricket. Nobody would have elected them to anything more demanding than the Golf Club committee.

UKIP’s natural home is the members’ bar of West Kent Golf Club and its like across southern England. Sitting on their high stools the members would no doubt refer to “Good Old Nigel” as the “Sort of Chap who talks a lot of sense”. Dissenters (there would be some) would shrug their shoulders and smile – as I did over dinner. They might say that it was all “harmless” and that nobody was going to give Farage the keys to anything that really mattered. But now he has them, the keys to Britain’s immediate political future. In Iain Dale’s Top 100 people of the Right he is at Number one – ahead of David Cameron. We may comfort ourselves that you can never fool all the people all of the time, but then you don’t need to. Dictators only get 100% of the votes when they gain power – not on their journey there.

There is no intellectual substance to UKIP’s policies – but there doesn’t need to be. The support from the Golf Club bores is solid and secure. And now Farage is making serious inroads into the “Artisan” vote as well. To wander down the hill and knock on the door of the wooden building with the corrugated roof smiling your Cheshire Cat smile and pandering to the prejudices of the people there is all in a days work for our Nigel.
You’ve been warned.

“Black Wednesday” was bad but it was a minor skirmish compared with this total collapse in public trust. External factors caused the ERM chaos; Major and co. handled it badly but it wasn’t entirely their fault. Today’s  problem has been caused solely by just two guilty people; Dominic Cummings who abrogated any right to take part in the future governance of Britain by his actions and his arrogance and Boris Johnson who has destroyed the honour of the great office he holds.

When a public figure so openly reveals his belief that he is above the law it brings that law into disrepute. “Do as I say not as I do” has never been a very commendable instruction from someone of privilege and power. Mix in an obvious contempt for the little people and you move towards tyranny. Presumably these character traits in Cummings were known by Johnson when he appointed him. Johnson was not ideologically predisposed to the extremism of the “Leave” campaign Cummings orchestrated but he saw it was useful to his own ambition. And he happily posed with the bus with the lies about the NHS on its side.

Boris Johnson has lost any dignity he might have had by refusing to rid himself of his turbulent priest. He is where he is because the Hard Right wanted him there. He is a one trick pony – but it’s a handy trick. He wins elections. After the Centre Right Major the Conservatives chose three ideologically Right Wing eurosceptics but  Hague, Duncan Smith and Howard  all failed to win them anything. David Cameron needed a pact with the Liberals to gain power – anathema to the Right and the money men power brokers behind them. Lyndon Crosby , an Australian version of Dominic Cummings, sorted all this in 2015. But an EU referendum was part of the deal.

Post referendum the Right (now the ERG) had a brief and irritating setback with the “Remainer” Theresa May who was never a convincing born again “Leaver”. They plotted to remove her and succeeded. Call for Boris. The problem with Johnson is that though provenly electable he’s lazy and ideology free. He believes in nothing but himself, can’t handle the detail and lacks gravitas. So the ERG backed Johnson with one of their own as they had during the referendum – Dominic Cummings. Cummings does the work, Johnson is the front man.

If you want to understand why Johnson won’t sack Cummings and why the ERG (a convenient shorthand) supports them both you need to understand this history. Cummings with his links to the alt-Right in America and to powerful Right Wing activists like Matthew Eliot here is essential to the Right’s ambition to shift British politics to the libertarian Right. Brexit was a means to that end. Losing Cummings would be a setback leaving the unreliable Johnson exposed and possibly leading to a palace coup. So for now both Cummings and Johnson are safe because, to coin a phrase, There Is No Alternative.