Digested week: Boris Johnson stumbles across a much-needed work party | John Crace

Prime minister's lies catch up with him and Covid still lurks waiting to deliver two red lines

It's the sheer randomness that grinds you down. On Christmas Day, my wife and I were - fingers crossed - congratulating ourselves on everything having gone according to plan. Our daughter, Anna, and her husband, Robert, had managed to avoid the Omicron variant in the US - both were triple-vaxxed - and been able to fly over to the UK; and our son, Robbie, and his girlfriend, Laila, had also managed to get their boosters, escape Covid, and come up from Brighton to stay with us. So we had been together as a family for the first time in more than two years.