HANGING TOUGH
Oh dear. Judith Collins is really quite cross. That she is cross comes as no great surprise. It is a given that the person who holds the unenviable position of Leader of the Opposition has often to be cross. Being cross with the Government may as well be the job description. But today she is really quite cross with me.
We are on Zoom; she is at home in Auckland. She does not want to be at home in Auckland. She is fed up with lockdown and fed up with the Government. Its Covid plan is no plan at all, because it has no plan. It is “a bugger’s muddle from this lot in Government and, yeah, people are angry, and if you sense I’m angry about it, you’re right. I’m ropeable.”
Her Zoom background is white cabinets and a floral arrangement. She may have steam coming out of her ears, but she does being ropeable while looking as cool as a perfectly made-up and coiffed cucumber. She will not appreciate such an observation. Such observations are fluff and she does not do fluff, thank you very much. “I am not,” she says sternly, “a fluff bunny.”
I’m glad we are only virtually in the same room. You do not want to cross a cross Collins. She says,
