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Andrew Marr’s diary: The summer of Corbyn — and other things we didn’t see coming

Plus: finding the spirit of Scotland in a small northern Spanish city

22 August 2015

9:00 AM

22 August 2015

9:00 AM

This is the Corbyn summer. From the perspective of a short holiday, my overwhelming feeling is one of despair at my own semi-trade — the political commentariat, the natterati, the salaried yacketting classes. Who among us, really, predicted that Jeremy Corbyn would be romping ahead like this? Where were the post-election columns pointing out that David Cameron’s victory would lead to a resurgent quasi-Marxist left?

And that’s just the beginning: how many of the well-connected, sophisticated, numerate political writers expected Labour to be slaughtered in the general election? Not me, that’s for sure.

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Andrew Marr is a former editor of the Independent and political editor of the BBC and the Scotsman. His second novel, Children of the Master, is out next month.

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