I've been listening to the apologists (sorry, spokesmen/women) for the candidates who got through stage 1 of the process (shades of 'The Apprentice', which given its Trumpian origins may be apt) and a truly amazing set of results has been forthcoming, they all agree. Each of their proteges has far exceeded expectations in their vote, apparently, even the ones who just scraped through. If you're looking for a man (and, yes, it's all men now, allegedly) who can get a quart into a pint pot without any spillage, then look to their man! Brexit will now be SO simple, if only Raabie Gove-Johnson-Hunt-Stewart-Hancock-Javid had been handed the baton three years ago.
Spare a thought, though, for Leadsom/McVey/Harper who were each cruelly robbed of the thousand of MPs who'd promised them their votes. McVey's husband assured her that he'd be voting for her and bringing all his friends with him, until he remembered he had no friends. I shed a tear or two (laughing) at their predilection.