From Thatcherite thinktank dinners to ‘freedom breakfasts’ in Wetherspoons, it was quite the night Cities are expert in sluicing away the sins of the night before. By 6.30am on the first day of Britain’s new future, all traces of the beery patriotism that had fuelled Nigel Farage’s Brexit party had been swilled from the centre of the capital. From their plinths, Churchill, Lloyd George and Millicent Fawcett looked down on a muddy, empty, silent Parliament Square, unmoved. There was not a trampled EU flag or a discarded “Got Brexit Done” banner to be seen. On Wordsworth’s Westminster Bridge, the sun seemed reluctant to come up, perhaps just to annoy Mark Francois, reportedly waiting with champagne glass in hand. Continue reading...