Keep calm and carry on, Rishi!

JWELL now we have all had time to absorb the not so eagerly anticipated Autumn Statement by Chancellor Jeremy Hunt.The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse have arrived and thundered across the airwaves leaving untold misery for many in their wake.

We’ll all be paying more tax; ahead lies penury and austerity; and an absolutely rotten time is to be had by all.

So you may find it strange – and possibly a little infuriating – to read that for the past couple of weeks I’ve been experiencing something I haven’t felt for years about politics.

I feel calm.

It’s as if a benevolent yoga teacher has taught me how to relax.As if the jabbering squirrelly panic inside my head has gone into hibernation.

And the reason for this (and I apologise to those of you currently cursing him over your breakfast bowls) is Rishi Sunak.

It’s got nothing to do with his policies, his party or his ideology. I am sick to death of ideology: Brexit,

Boris, Jeremy Corbyn, Liz Truss, eco-zealots – I’ve had them up to here quite frankly. Egotistical political fame addicts, hooked on social media applause. These last six years in the UK have felt like living in a Greek tragedy, complete with hubris, catharsis and a doom-laden 24-hour-news chorus which never seems to shut up.

When Boris Johnson was Prime Minister, I had a slug of tension deep inside my chest every time I heard him speak.

If Liz Truss had lasted any longer I think I would have checked myself in to a psychiatric clinic. I couldn’t stand their absurd self-belief.A Government is an administration, not a messianic cult.

Unlike our last two PMs, Rishi Sunak, left, is no drama queen. He seems civilised, clever and modest; a grown-up with a sense of proportion. And when you’re surrounded by swivel-eyed prophets of eco-doom, many of them barely out of school, a calm grown-up is a godsend. For sanity’s sake, I hope that Rishi stays the course.

JAFTER all the angst and anger about cruelty and lies in the new series of The Crown, I’m relieved to say it’s actually just incredibly boring.

I’ve watched two episodes and I’m done; it’s so predictable and flat. Although Elizabeth Debicki is the image of Diana she’s enormously irritating and lacks warmth. Imelda Staunton is miscast as the Queen and Jonathan Pryce is a dreary old Prince Philip.

It’s all got rather silly and Netflix should call it a day. I have.