From the soft pinko rag formerly known proudly as the Torygraph (so in that they pretty well reflect the fortunes of the Party in fact) we read that the Spanish are girding their girly loins to throw a hissy fit about Gibraltar:
Negotiations over the post-Brexit future of Gibraltar are deadlocked on the issue of security at the territory’s airport … Sources on the UK and Gibraltar side of the negotiations said that Spain had touched a “red line” with its demands to have police stationed at the airport which is partially situated on a disputed isthmus that links the territory with mainland Spain.
Something that no sovereign territory would accept of course.
The issue of Gibraltar threatens to hold up any Brexit deal after the EU granted Spain a de facto veto over whether the Withdrawal Agreement applies to Gibraltar…Theresa May has promised Gibraltar will not be left out of the Withdrawal Agreement, giving Madrid strong negotiating leverage to extract concessions from Britain, including over joint control of the airport and creating a level-playing field on tax issues.
No that’s utter bollocks.
May will be out by then, we’ll be down to the short strokes soring our tailored-for-the-UK-EEA agreement, and there will be overwhelming support from the krauts and the frogs for us to tell the bloody Spanish (dear dear people of course, but for fuck’s sake) Government to Just Fuck Off. Right Off. Right Now.