The End of Error is the final – please God, let it be final – volume in the satirical trilogy that has catalogued every fib and fatuity of fourteen years of Tory rule.
Russell Jones offers us a rollicking, rip-roaring, impeccably sourced, and blackly comedic first draft of history.
The End of an Error is packed with sardonic wit, diving straight into the failing, plastic managerialism of Rishi Sunak’s gap-year in office.
Relive the rise and fall of Suella Braverman; Boris Johnson’s resignation honours list, and Nadine Dorries’s berserk response; the short-lived rise of Penny Mordaunt (briefly tipped to be the next Tory leader on the basis that she looked good dressed as a Poundland logo while holding a sword); the Covid Inquiry, the Partygate Inquiry; the scandal-laden resignations (too many to list); the endless failure to tackle climate change, housing, migration, cost of living or, frankly, anything much.
And as a grand the inevitable, half-formulated jumble of preening idiocy that was the 2024 General Election.
Strap in tight as Russell Jones takes us on the final rollercoaster ride of the Torygeddon circus…
Russell Jones is a writer and social media phenomenon. His first book, The Decade in Tory, was published in 2022 and became a Sunday Times top ten bestseller. The sequel, Four Chancellors and a Funeral, covered Liz Truss, and quite simply the most deranged 24-months of political carnage in living memory. He is best known by hundreds of thousands of readers on social media as @russincheshire.bsky.social, and is a regular columnist for Byline Supplement and Byline Times.
Third and final volume in Russell Jones' carefully documented account of 14 years of Tory mismanagement and misrule, dealing with the last 18 months or so. It's as soundly researched as ever, and as scathing, and he's lost none of his skill and none of his knack for timing a punchline. His withering put-downs are as sharp as ever - and now he's got some new targets to stand beside Boris Johnson (Worzel Damage), Priti Patel (the Shetland pony of the Apocalypse) and Theresa May (a tottering stridulous seabird). He has particular fun with Nadine Dorries, Lee Anderson and, of course and most often, Rishi Sunak.
But there's no getting away from the atmosphere of the times: weary, fractious, over-wrought. So it's a darker book than the first two, but still essential reading and an authoritative first draft of history.