TOPPLING THERESA: THE SECRETS OF THE TORY FIASCO

It’s the political book of the year: a gripping inside account of what REALLY went on behind closed doors as the Tories bungled to Election disaster and just how close the f iasco came to...

ON THURSDAY, June 8, Theresa May wakes to a cool, overcast Election morning. As she votes, in her ‘ lucky’ leopard- skin kitten heels, May has good reason to feel confident. Her campaign consultants hired at great expense have led her to believe she is on course for a healthy win.

The signs from Australian campaign consultants Lynton Crosby and Mark Textor, as well as American pollster Jim Messina, a former adviser to Barack Obama, suggest the Tories will win at least 350 seats – a majority of 50 or more.

At 10pm, the results of the official exit poll will be broadcast live on TV. It is a massive piece of research providing a clear and usually accurate guide to the final tally of seats. Anyone working on the project is sworn to the strictest secrecy.

By 9.30pm, the final forecast is ready. The polls results are market sensitive. According to BBC insiders, any deliberate leak could be treated as a criminal offence. ‘There’s never a leak,’ says one. This year, there is a leak. At 9.40pm, Professor John Curtice, the academic from the University of Strathclyde in charge of the exit poll, is ready to reveal his results. A handful of the most senior journalists and executives from the BBC, Sky and ITV, who commissioned the research, gather in a room behind the studio where David Dimbleby will make his announcement at 10pm.

Back at Tory headquarters, they receive an important phone call. It’s Obama. The former US President knew someone working on Labour’s campaign who told him Corbyn is going to lose 20 or 30 seats – not enough to force Corbyn out. Obama told a Tory friend to pass on an encouraging message: Labour are expecting to lose seats, meaning the Tory majority will go up. And the disastrous Corbyn is here to stay.

Earlier, Crosby sent Nick Timothy, May’s co-chief of staff, a text. ‘How you holding up?’

‘ I feel good, thanks,” Timothy replied. ‘What do you reckon?’

Crosby’s response is positive but contains a note of caution. ‘ We should do well. My hesitation is any Labour ground effort that we are not picking up the impact of.’

All are waiting for the 10pm exit poll. Shortly before, May adviser Fiona Hill’s phone buzzes. It is a contact from the BBC, tipping her off about the exit poll results.

Hill grabs Timothy and pulls him into a side room off the main floor.

‘ I’ve just heard the exit poll – they’re predicting a hung parliament,’ she says. ‘Are you winding me up?’ Timothy asks.

Who leaked this most sensitive information, breaching the tightest security rules?

Shortly before the announcement, one person who calls Hill is Andrew Marr, the BBC politics presenter. He talks to her about the poll prediction and asks for her reaction.

But Marr now insists the conversation took place only ‘ seconds’ before the official announcement. He believes Hill had already been given the results by somebody else. Were there two leaks from the BBC to the Tories that night?

With crucial seconds ticking down to 10pm, Hill hugs a No 10 colleague. ‘It is all going to be okay,’ she says. ‘Something’s funny with the exit poll, don’t worry about it’.

As Big Ben strikes 10pm, Theresa May can’t watch. Instead, she asks husband Philip to watch for her.

She wants to hear whatever the momentous news is to be from him, not from the TV. Philip stands in silence at the home they share in Sonning as the exit poll flashes up on the screen.

‘The Conservatives don’t have an overall majority,’ intones Dimbleby.

Philip goes to find his wife. He tells her the news and hugs her. It takes a minute for her to understand the scale of the disaster but, when she does, a devastated May breaks down and weeps.

Marr comes on screen to discuss the astonishing exit poll numbers.

‘Well, the reaction of senior Conservatives – and I’ve talked to a few – is that they flatly don’t believe it.’

Inside CCHQ, it is as if all the air has been sucked out of the room. Timothy winks at a colleague. ‘Don’t worry about that, it’s all fine,’ he says. ‘Nothing we’ve seen says anything like it’.

Crosby and Messina say the poll could be an epic blunder and Hill does not believe it. May is shocked but remains calm. In the war room, Crosby decides someone has to cheer up the staff for the long night of work ahead. ‘F*** it,’ he says. ‘The BBC’s never been right about anything in their lives.’

Boris Johnson has had a burger and a pint of Young’s ale and settles down in front a projector screen beaming the BBC News live into his local Uxbridge Conservative Association. ‘When the result was announced his reaction was the same as everyone else in the room, crushing surprise and astonishment,’ says one Tory.

Johnson knows attention will rapidly shift to him and his chances of replacing May in No 10. ‘ Ignore your phones. No-one talks to anyone,’ he orders his aides.

At 11.59pm, Timothy hears the news he has been dreading. The Tories hold on to Swindon North – but with a swing to Labour. ‘Oh f***,’ he says. He chats to strategy director Chris Wilkins. They wonder aloud whether Britain is hours away from seeing what Prime Minister Boris Johnson would look like.

Timothy believes May should consider stepping down. He does not want her to suffer the vicious wave of recriminations that will inevitably follow. Perhaps for her own good, she should go.

He is not alone. Even her husband, Philip, who is distraught for his wife, wonders whether she should resign, according to one member of May’s team.

A rumour later circulated that May did discuss whether she should quit that night. May herself has denied it. The chairman of the party’s influential backbench 1922 Committee Graham Brady texts May, urging her to stay calm. The gist is simple: ‘Don’t contemplate doing anything precipitous.’

When May returns to CCHQ at 4.30am, she heads straight into a meeting with Messina, election expert Lord Gilbert, Crosby, Textor, Timothy and Hill. May stares at the people who designed her campaign, who told her where to go and what to say, and who led her to think it was all working. Gilbert, Crosby and Textor all look pale. Crosby mumbles ‘sorry’.

Then May expresses her frustration. ‘I just don’t understand,’ she says. ‘You’ve asked me to go round all these seats, I’ve gone round these seats. You’ve told me that the numbers were good and feedback was good – and we’ve barely won any of them.’ She spends 45 minutes locked away in the small VIP room with her team. Chief Whip Gavin Williamson is getting reports of MPs canvassing colleagues for rival leadership bids. Two men are in the frame: Johnson and David Davis. ‘I need to speak to DD,’ says May.

This is critical: not only is Davis the man who pushed for the Election to be called in the first place, he is also in charge of the Brexit negotiations. He assures May that he is staunchly loyal.

Meanwhile, Johnson sends a text message, expressing his backing and sympathies. The Foreign Secretary tells May to keep her ‘chin up’, adding, ‘we are with you and behind you’. She is so delighted by the text message that she holds up her phone and shows it to her advisers. Johnson returns to his official residence in London where he sits up watching the rest of the results come in. ‘Poor Theresa, poor Theresa,’ he mutters to those in the room. ‘I hope she is okay.’

Back in Downing Street, May decides it is time for some honest conversations. She rings a few senior members of the Cabinet whose

I It’s as if all the a air has been sucked out of the room I Ignore your p phones – no one talks to anyone

support she will need. The Prime Minister is asking her rivals to put their cards on the table.

At around 8am, she calls Johnson. If she is going to stay on as PM, she needs confirmation of his intentions, especially amid rumours that his allies are plotting a coup.

According to one witness, May tells Johnson: ‘It’s not the result we hoped for, but I intend to form a government. Can I count on your support or do you intend to stand against me?’ Johnson makes it clear that he will be staunchly loyal.

NEARLY four months earlier, on Thursday, February 16, the Tory Party’s top brass had gathered at Cheq- uers for the most sensitive political discussion: how to win an Election.

But instead of bringing harmony, the secret Chequers ‘ away day’ sparked a conflict at the heart of May’s Election t eam, a clash between reforming chief-of-staff Timothy and Crosby, the man she had hired to design her Election campaign. This schism was to prove fatal to her hopes of winning the mandate she craved.

Present with Crosby was longserving Tory election expert Lord Gilbert, who had been central to David Cameron winning an unexpected majority in 2015. In his Chequers presentation, May’s chief speech writer Wilkins set out a radical agenda: overhauling social and industrial policy. ‘She had to be the person who always fought for relentless change,’ Wilkins said. May i nvited her guests to sit down to lunch around the large table in the dining room.

Crosby quipped that it was possible to tell a lot about a leader from the menus they serve. Some guests noted the eccentric: chicken lasagne, served with boiled potatoes.

The logic behind Wilkins and Timothy’s programme was clear: their approach was working. It had catapulted May to a healthy lead over Labour and Corbyn in the polls. But Crosby was unimpressed. The plain-speaking Australian regarded Wilkins’s presentation as ‘classic populist woolly bullshit’.

Grand political theories dreamt up by thinkers in their studies didn’t impress him. ‘By the way, mate, it’s not about being the change candidate, it’s about doing what people want,’ Crosby told the gathering.

Wilkins says: ‘In the campaign, we basically just screwed the brand completely, hers and the party’s. We suddenly became the establishment candidate and Corbyn the candidate for change.’

Three weeks later, the PM’s commitment to her Lenten fast would be tested to the full at a meeting with her team. Her senior advisers wanted to talk and their purpose was deadly serious: for the first time, they were formally proposing a snap Election. For the first time, she was ready to listen. One evening after work in the week of March 20, the PM met Timothy, Hill and

Wilkins in the Downing Street flat.

They sat on sofas and sipped glasses of wine. May laid out two bowls of crisps. They told her – and her husband – why she should call an Election now.

‘She was instinctively nervous,’ one of those present recalls.

May’s concerns were threefold. She had only just made it to No 10, and there was a risk that the Election could go wrong and the Tories could lose. She was concerned that calling a snap vote would bring added insecurity to the country, but most of all, about how the public would react, after she had promised so many times that there would not be an early Election.

The aides knew they needed to persuade Philip too. ‘A decision of this magnitude did have to be a joint thing,’ one of May’s team explains. ‘Philip is an important adviser for her. She relies on him a lot privately.’ Philip May raised the same concerns as his wife, worrying how the public would react. He also wondered how previous occupants of No 10 had fared when they called snap elections. May was still unsure. Few have won the PM’s trust as quickly in government as her buccaneering Brexit Secretary, David Davis. A former SAS reservist, Davis is nothing if not self-assured. He is known for always having a ready smile and a cocksure confidence. He has been described as a rare example of someone who can swagger sitting down.

Davis wanted an early Election. As he war- gamed the next two years of Brexit talks, he was sure a vote now rather than in 2020 would deny his European adversaries the chance to pressure Britain into accepting a poor deal in 2019, on the brink of an Election the following year.

Call a snap Election, thump Corbyn’s Labour Party and then thump the EU in the Brexit talks, was his argument. Davis wanted an Election and set about getting one.

Three weeks before Easter, he called Crosby, telling him: ‘No-one is closer to Theresa May than I and I, Philip Hammond and Theresa May really run the country.’ Then he startled Crosby. ‘I’m urging her to have an Election as early as possible. We’re well ahead in the polls and we’ll win.’ The Australian wasn’t convinced. ‘Support is broad but shallow,’ he replied. ‘Polls in this climate are superficial. They sort of say what’s going on but are not stress-tested to the impact of a campaign.’

But Davis had made up his mind and was determined to make up May’s and Crosby’s too. ‘I’m persuading her and I just wanted you to think about it,’ he said.

Crosby declined to engage in a discussion. Little by little, May’s caution turned to confidence. It was time to be bold. She was close to making up her mind before she left for her holiday in Wales.

Timothy and Gilbert travelled to the Mays’ home in Sonning for an Election summit, with Patrick McLoughlin, the Tory chairman. May said: ‘I’ve got a reputation for just getting on with the job, for doing the right thing. Would calling an early Election put that at risk?’

Gilbert saw the risk that the public would think May was just trying to gain narrow political advantage. Crosby was the least enthused about the idea. ‘Hasn’t she ruled this out several times,’ he asked Gilbert. ‘ Why does she want an Election now? I’m not so sure I’d be calling an Election’.

Eventually, Crosby agreed to help, even though he did not want to lead the campaign. He commissioned a poll on the public’s readiness for another Election campaign. The results were clear: nobody wanted one. Crosby sent the findings in a memo to May – revealed in last week’s Mail on Sunday – which did not mince its words about the risks of May’s Election gamble.

‘ People t hought t hings were uncertain and they were sick of change,’ says Crosby. ‘Some people argue that voters want change. They don’t want change, they just want a few problems fixed and the world to calm down.’

When May returned from her Welsh walking trip, she called Timothy and Hill. She had made her mind up.

Timothy was elated. ‘ Nick was saying, it took David Cameron and George Osborne four years to change the face of the Conservative Party and we’ve done it in nine months,’ according to one insider.

‘Hubris was rife – they were going to win over all these new voters, winning over Labour territory. That was going to be Nick’s legacy.’

At 11.06am on Tuesday, April 18, May dropped the biggest political bombshell in a generation: She was calling an Election on June 8.

Most of the Cabinet had found out only minutes earlier.

No one’s closer to Theresa than I, boasted Davis, I’m urging her to call an Election’ Caution turned to confidence – it was time to be bold