Harry Potter and the Gobshite of Arslikhan
Quent may seem the last one to covet his fellow journalists’ patch, having secured himself a well-remunerated berth at Northcliffe House in exchange for the expenditure of surprisingly little effort - the highbrow reviews allow him to see events for free, and the parliamentary sketches are all variations on the “Young Dave and his jolly good chaps are incredibly wonderful and they always win” theme - but yesterday the mask slipped.
Quent's hero loses it under no pressure at all
The extracts I’ve seen (Sky News has lots of clips HERE; be warned the response on the fastest of laptops is abysmal) are not, but if it’s his usual standard, Quent won’t have bothered taking notes. Still, he managed “Normal 20-somethings would have treated this lame answer to hog-whimpering derision and armfarts. The political trainspotters recruited by Sky heard it in respectful silence”. Shout “trainspotter” at anyone with brain engaged.
Young people matter to us; they are the country’s future. Quentin Letts doesn’t, because he isn’t. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out, Quent.