ALISON Rowat pens a well-informed and clever analysis on Boris Johnson, the best I have read yet on this sadly unsettled and vain man ("Boris: Farewell and good riddance to all that hot air", The Herald, July 12).

Are people serious when they say he has designs on Number 10? Appropriately for the time of year a John McEnroe comment comes to mind.

Why is more not made by the media of the scandalous fact that Mr Johnson pretended to be pro-Brexit in order to oppose David Cameron, thus getting us into this mess in the first place?

Much is made of his supposed cleverness but little of it has been evident, to me at any rate. He rarely speaks at any length and when he does, he lacks real conviction.

Roddy Campbell,

The Glen, Isle of Barra.

I NOTE with interest Alison Rowat's column and GR Weir's response (Letters, July 13). Foreign secretaries such as Lord Carrington, Anthony Eden and Viscount Halifax represented the Britisher once encountered by Europeans: refined, elegant travellers with impeccable manners en route to the slopes of St Moritz or the Classical sites of Greece and Rome.

The unlamented buffoon Boris Johnson did the same for their successors: the vile stag parties, thuggish football supporters and hordes of obese, tattooed holiday-makers lying in a drunken stupor on the sands of Mediterranean like some vast school of beached whales.

Rev Dr John Cameron,

10 Howard Place, St Andrews.

ANOTHER bad bromance makes us cringe as Donald Trump adds Boris Johnson to the list of unsavoury characters he admires.

The orange slob praises the blonde blob with the runaway gob.

Amanda Baker,

Saughton Gardens, Edinburgh.