Meanwhile, in the City of Westminster . . .
Is David Cameron the luckiest man alive, or what ? Saved by Hoon & Hewitt in an important week when he was looking like a prize eejit. C@W has long registered misgivings about the boy Osborne, and it is surely clear now that his ability to muster (and brief his master upon) a coherent Treasury package is wholly inadequate. Not a comfortable conclusion.
Then again, Gordon Brown is a candidate for second luckiest, with the Robinson family's lurid saga tidying up the front pages for him by the end of the week. But it is surely only short term respite for Brown: see Martin Kettle's analysis
"Wednesday's revolt was more significant than it may look"
and Michael Crick's:
"There's still a small chance that Mr Brown may still go before the election"
(2 uses of 'still' in the same sentence Crick - must try harder)
In the meantime, let us fervently hope that the nation doers not need the services of a serious Foreign Secretary, because we're in the hands of one of the most over-rated, pusillanimous specimens ever to occupy that Great Office.
The bookies must be wiping his name off their boards as I write.