The streets and cafes of central London were strangely deserted this morning, as though half the city has decided to extend their Christmas break, and what’s worse, the New Statesman office is absolutely freezing cold. All of which leads me to suspect that I’ve made an absolutely terrible decision by coming into work today at all.
In keeping with this sense that the world has not entirely restarted yet, it’s been a fairly quiet day in news terms. Parliament isn’t back until next week (the treason why our sister newsletter Morning Call has yet to re-awake, in case you were wondering). As a result, politics hasn’t really got going yet, and one of the day’s big stories concerned a steak bake.
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