The definition of chutzpah is “extreme self-confidence or audacity”. Helpfully, dictionaries often include an exemplar alongside definitions to aid readers’ understanding of the word in context. What better exemplar of chutzpah than our shortest-lived prime minister of modern times, Liz Truss, as demonstrated in the astonishing first extracts from her new book, the audaciously title Ten Years to Save the West? It’s published on Monday, if you’re desperate to read about her disastrous 45 days as PM – not that all of us still living with its consequences could forget.

If the rest of the book is as gobsmacking as its teasers, then it’s a complete doozy. She was, she claims, not punished for her costly incompetence, but as a victim of the “deep state” from “leftist”, “administrative” bureaucrats and officials within those notorious socialist hotbeds, the Bank of the England and the Treasury. It sounds Trumpian, although even Trump’s former acolyte, Steve Bannon, with whom Truss has been hanging out on her US publicity tour, has himself dismissed the “deep state” as being “for nutcases”.

“Me, me, me” is Truss’s tone, typified by her reaction of “Why me, why now?” when she learns of the late Queen’s passing, just two days after their Balmoral meeting when she became PM. To be fair, “me, me, me” is normally a useful approach for an autobiography, except that with fabulous chutzpah, Truss claims her book is less a memoir and more a manifesto for her future participation in politics.

I’m not sure how revelations that 10 Downing St was – allegedly – infested with fleas from Boris Johnson’s dog, or that a fridge was full of Dominic Raab’s protein shakes, further that ambition, but they make for mirth-inducing tittle-tattle about life behind the famous black door.

More serious is her delusional self-comparison with the great Brian Clough. The legendary football manager infamously came unstuck when appointed boss of the then outstanding Leeds United team, succeeding the equally renowned Don Revie. As depicted in the brilliant book and film The Damned United. Clough went in all guns blazing, telling multiple champions: “Right, you f—ing lot… you should throw all your medals in the “biggest f—ing dustbin you can find”, because, he said, they had won them all by “cheating”.

Clough enjoyed success, both with Derby County before he went to Leeds and later with Nottingham Forest. Truss? A foreign secretary so overwhelmed by the job that she says she railed at police in a traffic jam and had to calm down in a “sherry bar .

Cocky Clough lasted a mere 44 days at Leeds. Meanwhile, the Queen told Truss to “pace herself”; advice Truss admits she ignored in her disastrously radical Budget. Even Clough accepted in his autobiography: “I handled the whole thing badly.” However, while Truss admits mistakes in planning her Budget, she still stands by the proposed tax cuts that tanked our economy. Her husband had correctly predicted “it would all end in tears”.

But perhaps the pithiest judgement about her came from another notable leftie conspirator, King Charles, in their first audience: “Back again? Dear, oh dear. Anyway…”