What is in Kelvin's Head?

2 responses to “I’d like a Featherlight Brexit and no-one is offering it”

  1. Meg Rosenfeld Avatar
    Meg Rosenfeld

    I’d help if I could, but I’m a Yank with worse problems than yours (I think–maybe not?)

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  2. Eamonn Avatar
    Eamonn

    It all depends on whether you think the referendum result was binding. Are we governed by referendum or by Parliament? Why was the Prime Minister’s speech yesterday not made in the first instance to Parliament? Why does David Davis appear to think (as reported in the press) that brexit will go ahead whatever Parliament decides? These questions are particularly relevant in the light of Teresa May’s entirely correct assertion that we are a country with firmly-grounded democratic institutions.

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