Very poor that he hasn't been leading the pressure on Boris/Cummings. This isn't the time to go missing. We have actually seen more of Blackford. Starmer needs to lead a co-ordinated response.
He's allowing Bojo and Cummings to dig a bigger and deeper hole for themselves - they are doing a brilliant job so far. Starmer is waiting in the wings to pounce.
He's allowing Bojo and Cummings to dig a bigger and deeper hole for themselves - they are doing a brilliant job so far. Starmer is waiting in the wings to pounce.
Looking like a missed opportunity. Some might say an open goal.
Waiting gives the story more chance of fizzling which is playing into the hands of Boris/Cummings. Twenty minutes questions today won't achieve much.Looking like a missed opportunity. Some might say an open goal.
Tory lead over Labour has fallen from 15pts to 6pts in less than a week, according to the latest YouGov/Times voting intention survey
Con 44% (-4 since 19 May) Lab 38% (+5) Lib Dem 6% (-)
Tory lead over Labour has fallen from 15pts to 6pts in less than a week, according to the latest YouGov/Times voting intention surveyCon 44% (-4 since 19 May)Lab 38% (+5)Lib Dem 6% (-)
Tory lead over Labour has fallen from 15pts to 6pts in less than a week, according to the latest YouGov/Times voting intention survey
Con 44% (-4 since 19 May) Lab 38% (+5) Lib Dem 6% (-)
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Tory lead over Labour has fallen from 15pts to 6pts in less than a week, according to the latest YouGov/Times voting intention surveyCon 44% (-4 since 19 May)Lab 38% (+5)Lib Dem 6% (-) 80
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Then to Starmer let us sing, That Starmer is excelling; He excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling; To him let us garlands bring.
(with apologies to The Bard of Avon)
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