For about half an hour or so this afternoon, Britain had no government. No Prime Minister, or any ministers of any kind at all, for the time in between Tony told Liz he didn’t want to be PM any more (lying basticle that he is), and Liz asking Gordy if he fancies moving next door. Now, assuming Gordy doesn’t come to his senses and tell Liz to stick the job up her arse, we’ve got a PM again now, but for a while there, we didn’t, and the country conspicuously failed to collapse into a screaming burning heap of anarchic rubble. So, I reckon it’s time to give anarchy a proper chance – Gordy can go on holiday now, and form a government in September or so, and in the meantime we, the people, can run things ourselves for a bit. I reckon we’d do alright.

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