Red Lines

Someone has finally broken the news to the Imperial Haystack that a border between the EU and the Recrudescent Imperium would in fact have many characteristics of a border, including border checks which would need to be made at the border on most of the goods crossing the border, by virtue of the fact that the border would be a bordery sort of thing and would resemble, in many ways, a border. Not being a details type of chap, let alone a respecter of boundaries, the Imperial Haystack was apparently a little nonplussed at the news, although Downing Street spokesbeings have hastened to deny the malicious rumour-mongery perpetrated by the Stalinist fifth-columnards at the Financial Times. Meanwhile Team Britannia has responded to the revelation with characteristic entrepreneurial fortitude, by claiming that it wants to play at negotiating every day instead of just twice a week, in spite of the humourless Euro-wogs' continuing insistence that the negotiations should involve something other than the British Conservative Party shouting at itself.