She's out of options. She was always going to lose and lose badly. Now she's bought herself some time (maybe, read on!) to go and have a bit of a grovel around Europe to see if she can't get a fishing rights morsel here, or a NI backstop tidbit there.

However, there's a three-hour debate today and I'm not 100% clear whether, if the House decides after the debate to have a vote on whether to have the vote, it's binding or not.

It's a shocking abrogation of responsibility and democracy, in any event. If you rock up to the Commons with a big pile of shit, that everyone's been pointing out is a big pile of shit for literally weeks, you don't get to kick the having-your-big-pile-of-shit-adjudged-to-be-a-big-pile-of-shit can down the road without consequences.

The next few days are critical for May. I think there's a very non-zero chance that she'll be gone (or the going will get started) by the end of the week. The alternatives are all genuinely piss-awful, though. I think the least-ghastly options are probably Rudd or McVey. (Side note - this would be the third female leader and third female PM that the Conservatives have had; Labour is still zero for zero on this...)

But this Conservative government has a habit of letting the slenderman Jeremy Hunt fail upwards, and that's horrific to contemplate.

ETA: This tweet sums it all up.

https://twitter.com/hugorifkind/status/1072222352035987456

The thing is, the best way to understand Theresa May’s predicament is to imagine that 52 percent of Britain had voted that the government should build a submarine out of cheese.