If we’re all going to be taking the fantasy bus to Brexit heaven, why not go the whole hog (factory-farmed, chlorine-washed mutant from the US probably) and have bespoke personalised passports to go with Theresa’s bespoke deal?
Brexiters could have A4 sized, hard-backed blue passports weighing several kilos - sorry, pounds. These would have an integrated sound bar that plays Rule Britannia when opened, and inside there’d be 3D pop-ups of suitably stirring characters from Britain’s glorious past like Bomber Harris, Queen Victoria and Jacob Rees-Mogg.
We could even design our own using government fantasy software. Mine would incorporate a wormhole for rapid escape from Brexit Britain whenever the ecstatic freedom from Europe became just too much to bear, or possibly a time machine so I could travel back to those balmy days when we were still connected to mainland Europe by a land bridge. Truly the possibilities of Brexit are endless.