(Theresa) May the Force be with you

Another Cabinet reshuffle goes by without me getting a phone call…. I may have to consign my dreams of being Home Secretary onto the same shelf as my dreams of being MasterMind champion or Rachel Riley’s husband. 
We have a female Prime Minister again, which is nice, as I can’t remember much about the last one. I watched Theresa May give a speech last week and she reminded me of the Wicked Witch from The Wizard of Oz. But the pictures of her outside No. 10 yesterday have made her look almost attractive.  Maybe she’s more relaxed now the horrors of the EU stuff is behind us, and the softening of her facial muscles has made her look younger.  Maybe she’s striding forward with confidence now she’s got the job she always dreamed of; or maybe I’m just being swayed by her position and finding her sexy now she’s the Most Powerful Woman In Britain.
Whichever is true, this blog and my psyche have taken a curious turn and one I want to stop right now.  

RC 14-7-16