John Healey, our new Chancellor, gave a speech designed to soothe the financial markets. Soothe or sedate? Mr Healey probably sent them to sleep faster than a doxepin bap.
He ambled to the lectern mid-morning at the Manufacturing Technology Centre, Coventry. Strong coffee beforehand. It was soon evident why. They should have issued cattle prongs, to prod audience members who started snoring.
The Healey voice whirrs. You sense it is there yet you remain unsure in which corner of the room it has settled. There is just this bucolic bombilation. It is not quite a buzz, more an amiable susurration as it
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