Brexit

As I went to bed at about 3 a.m. the writing was on the wall and getting up three hours later I found the people had spoken - not only spoken but acted – unfortunately rather like a sulky teenager determined to react against the admittedly overstated advice of the grown-up establishment to be sensible, and instead raise two fingers to them, demanding “it’s my life (country) and Uncle Nigel says I can do what I like with it”; although understanding the frustration of many worn down by austerity while seeing a privileged class (many perceived to be foreigners) lording it with a loads-a-money lifestyle, I do not think leaving the EU is likely to be the solution, but I suppose 52% of the nation will be happy now the world is shut out (a bit like the teenager slamming the bedroom door) and will expect the same politicians, business leaders and bureaucrats, whose advice they dismissed, to sort out the mess created.