The hacks of Fleet Street are feeling betrayed by the politicians this week. Gone are the days when their boss was welcome at Number 10 through the back door. They can’t hack phones, buy senior cops a bottle of scotch at Christmas to keep them sweet or even take them out for the occasional slap up meal.
I have that Monday morning feeling. Thankfully, I don’t have to drive through traffic and commute. That has been identified as being stressful and a major contributor to people feeling unhappy. People don’t really have high expectations though. Do they? They expect to be unhappy or even miserable.