Political mayhem.

Political mayhem.

Last night the Prime Minister of Great Britain flew home from another important summit in New York to a thunderstorm of bad publicity. In fact you could have sworn that you'd also noticed several flashes of lightning as well because from where we were sitting, it didn't look good for Mr Johnson. There was uproar, a massive commotion and tempers were at their most frayed. Politicians from all parties were on the warpath, blood vessels were bursting and everybody needed to calm down before it got too nasty and vindictive.

The truth is that Boris Johnson lied to Her Majesty the Queen and, in another century, that would have been tantamount to treason and execution. Heads would have rolled, guillotines sharpened and Boris may well have been facing a grisly fate. It was enough that Johnson deceived Her Majesty but when his head hits the pillow tonight he may think that the benefit of the doubt came to his rescue.

In a proper court of law Johnson could have been accused of both perjury and fabrication but then he probably knew that one anyway. It's clearly explained in all of those heavy law books containing all of the legal minutiae he must have been aware of. But then Boris fibbed, lied through his teeth, broke all protocol, transgressed unforgivably and then sneaked back into Britain this morning Johnson decided that he wouldn't play ball. He did so in a fashion that aroused so much fury and opprobrium from both his colleagues and rivals that at some point he must have felt like a hardened criminal.

When he'd passed through customs this morning and lugged his bag through the tightest of security the blond one from Uxbridge via Eton would have been anticipating a bloodbath. And when the House of Commons resumed today for yet more monotonous dialogue about Brexit, voices could be heard quite categorically and for a while a full scale riot looked as though it was on the cards.

What we have here is a classic case of prorogation or proroguing, the simple act of closing down Parliament until everybody quietens down and just starts talking rationally. But this decision went against all the traditions, rules and regulations that have ever existed in the House itself. In fact as we all know now it was illegal, an outrageous violation of every judicial law set down by any government. Johnson ignored the sensible advice- if indeed he was ever given it- and just went on his merry way. This time though he seems to have got away with it because some politicians seemed to think that only they can have carte blanche to do what ever they want as long as nobody else gets hurt.

So the question remains. Will the Prime Minister suffer the ultimate punishment of the sack or will he just sheepishly walk away as though nothing had happened? His intention of course was to stifle and strangle the whole vital process of legislation that only the House of Commons and Parliament can implement in times of crisis. Brexit though is completely different and this time it could mean the end of the Prime Minister's brief term of office. If only he'd thought it through - which he clearly hasn't.

Sadly though Boris Johnson must have woken up one morning and temporarily lost his senses. Nobody in their right minds would have thought for one minute that any negotiation about one of the most momentous decisions he'll ever have to make would come down to this moment. Dear old Boris this evening will be sticking to his guns and insisting that he hasn't been a naughty boy and there can be no need for the naughty step.

But the smoke is still billowing into the early autumn night sky and the resentments are as deeply rooted as ever. This is not going to go away for the Prime Minister and for the next couple of days or so Westminster will continue to resemble one of those Wild West towns where the cowboys have driven out the Red Indians. All of those rooting tooting cowboys have fired their guns and the scene is one of absolute pandemonium.

What can be going through the Prime Minister's mind tonight? Does he remain sternly unrepentant, maintain a brave face, smile in the face of adversity or does he think that he only had Britain's best interests at heart? Or will he look at his well thumbed biography of Churchill and imagine what he would have done under the circumstances. Churchill may well have fought them on the beaches but you suspect that most of Boris's battles will have to be waged in altogether different locations.

The aftermath of what could have turned into a horrendous disaster is not quite as damaging as was first thought. And yet there are still dissenting voices, men and women with steam pouring out of their ears, purple and red with rage, fuming with disgust and questioning the morality of the Prime Minister. Boris Johnson dropped the most ludicrous of clangers, a blundering, bumbling Eton educated politician who still believes that everybody should speak Latin. Resignation though is out of the question and that's final. What on earth has he done wrong? This time, it seems, Boris has gone too far.