The Prime Minister's Interview With Susanna

He feels the heat of the lights, the cameras on his face. He spends the rest of the interview trying to justify telling Parliament that all guidance was followed under lockdown. Desperately tries to turn the conversation back onto what his government has delivered for the British people. When it's over, he storms out, seething. A complete and utter quass of fuck! Two days later, he's woken up by one of his aides. Listens as his aide tells him the local election results are in. We're down almost 500 seats. Oh! He sits bolt upright. Losing 500 seats isn't a defeat. It's a massacre.