Going native in the Brexit headwind
Over the past few years, I've avoided talking about Brexit, either online or in person. The referendum nearly three years ago ended up with me being carted off in an ambulance to hospital with a heart attack. Which ever way you voted (and I'm firmly in the 'Remain' camp), this whole debacle and the politicians' terrible handling of it has left everyone fuming. And still it goes on, and it will do for years and years to come, whatever the outcome. We are a divided nation, although we have more in common than we think. People are angry and intolerant and quick to take offence about everything, particularly online. It's as if being respectful and kind have been consigned into the bin of history, along with the Sinclair C5 and clackers. I'm in Sir Oliver Letwin's West Dorset constituency. I had hoped his intervention in the Brexit pantomime might have sorted things out once and for all. Oh no, it didn't. And, look, behind him are a bunch of l...