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Corbyn's Bodyguard and the People's Vote

SUCH is the nation's obsession with BBC's Bodyguard, This Reporter would argue, that a journalist from the Mirror felt it fitting - nay, par to the course - to ask Jeremy Corbyn's bodyguard what question he should put to the Labour leader during the party conference, underway this week.

Abdul Abouker, for indeed, that is his name (and would we have been even remotely interested in this factoid pre-Keeley Hawes and Richard Madden enlivening our TV sets of a Sunday evening - "no This Reporter, absolutely not") admittedly didn't quite get to the crux of the issues dominating the 2018 Labour Conference in Liverpool - the anti-Semitism, the austerity, the People's Vote (more on that later).

Mr Abouker, 30, suggested Mr Corbyn be asked how he deals with all the stress. The answer, for anyone declaring an interest, is running, exercising, reading and tending his allotment. In between the stress of managing to avoid answering a single question on Brexit for the past 27 months, no doubt.

As to that, after a five hour-long debate on Sunday evening, amid numerous tweets from journalists lamenting they would not be getting back to their hotel rooms in time to watch the Bodyguard finale, the conclusion is Labour have supported a People's Vote on Brexit, in a manner of speaking.

The final draft of the vote, to be set in stone at some point today (Tuesday) and shortly after to be dismantled as gravel over the pathway up to Corbyn's allotment, reads: "If we cannot get a general election, Labour must support all options remaining on the table, including campaigning for a public vote". However, as This Reporter 'went to press' there was still much debate going on within the Labour ranks over whether the public vote would be one on the Brexit deal put before Parliament or one which included a vote to remain in the EU!

As Boris Johnson wrote in his Telegraph column at the weekend: "Corbyn never misses an opportunity to miss an opportunity". Even Corbyn's staunch opponents cannot quite believe he is passing up on the golden chance to secure all the votes of those opposing Brexit and thus an almost guaranteed shot at the PM-ship.

And Mr Johnson should know, having based his whole career upon pursuing policies he best calculates will win him the leadership of the country - the Universe. He continued to Corbyn, via the medium of drivel: "It's as obvious as the beard on your face what you should do".

Ironically, the beard on Corbyn's face will be as long as Old Father Time's before we have sorted Brexit out. No wonder we're all more consumed by a fictional Home Secretary's mortality/bonk status. But - and here's a poser for you - perhaps it was Brexit that turned our feverish interest in political TV drama, on?

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