Boris Johnson must be a major love machine. That is all I can think of that justifies the personality cult that is Bo-Jo. As I have said before, and Lord knows I will say it again, I just don’t get the attraction.
When Boris announced that he was going to campaign to leave the EU all hell broke loose. People connect with Boris, he can get down with the common man, it is a huge boost to our side, I was told. I am sure it is.
But I was not the only one to notice that this man managed to announce he was going to vote Leave the night before his wife Marina Wheeler – a successful barrister – was taking silk, or become a QC.
This is a huge professional triumph for her, but Boris managed to steal her thunder anyway. Journalists were swarming all over him the next day when Ms Wheeler was fulfilling her no doubt life-time dream of joining the inner bar.
Truly, this woman knows the meaning of putting a brave face on things. Not only did she put up with Boris’s adulterous affairs (three on the last count, one producing a love child another an abortion) but she must compete with him for attention on what undoubtedly should have been ‘her day.’ Truly, there cannot be another Westminster wife out there with more patience.
Personally I think Boris does this because he just loves to be loved. He strikes me as needy – a bit like my 4-year-old. Perhaps he just needs a big hug, and was left short a few hugs when he was a child (as his father travelled away from home frequently).
So just this once (now this is not something I would normally do) I am sending a hug Boris’s way. It is true, the “hug plane” is coming in to land. Enjoy it while you can.
