Scott Morrison was on the cusp of landing the deal of his prime ministership. But Emmanuel Macron still had time to torpedo it

It was a stunning summer evening at the Elysée Palace, and dinner with the French president was about to be served on the terrace overlooking the garden. Under white umbrellas, gloved palace waiters in white bow ties and black tails ushered Emmanuel Macron and Scott Morrison to their seats. A small bowl of crimson and scarlet flowers sat on the table between the two men, as the fountain on the lawn sprayed jets of water. “It would’ve been nice to just enjoy it, to be honest,” Morrison says. “And I went, ‘Well, that’s not on the menu for me tonight….