I have reached the stage when I can only contain my anger and concern by not reading about Brexit too obsessively – or at least trying not to.
Luckily for me my cousin, Lucy Seton-Watson, who lives in Denmark and shares my views is an obsessive reader and shares links on Facebook to relevant newspaper articles and books on a daily basis.
A few days ago she drew attention to a report in the Independent that nearly one in five private landlords would prefer not to let to EU citizens because they are obliged to make such rigorous checks that they are here legally.
I am utterly ashamed to be a Brit and I am anguished. How dare any government damage our international standing like this? Forget the economic and procedural disaster – Britain has been damaged for ever in the eyes of the world. Our soft power – gone. Our prestige – gone. Our identity as an entrepreneurial, innovative country – gone. And as a place of diversity – gone. It is so awful.
No government had the right to make our country into this hateful, xenophobic place.
The only good news in the past month was met with an extraordinary lack of interest by the Press but with much relief and astonishment by people like me. David Davis said that reciprocal healthcare rights for British and EU retirees would be maintained. If the Government sticks to that, then one of my main concerns is removed.
The tone of British negotiators is becoming more and more bellicose. So as a precaution I am switching my attention to another issue, residency rights. I am back to exploring how to complete the complex application form for French nationality when I cannot tick one box: a copy of my father’s birth certificate.
Looking ahead, I think I back Andrew Adonis’s view (today’s Observer) that the only way out of this terrible mess is to push for a second referendum on whatever deal the Tories make or fail to make. Sadly I will no longer have the right to vote in this.