Aw rats. I did warn everybody that, in the lexicon of lavatories, de Pfeffel is a persistent floater; now, just when I thought he'd got his snout into the trough in the public-speaking circuit in the States (the posh boys' gig economy), the little offender's threatening to stand in the next leadership battle.

If you think the summer of discontent was bad, and the last month was awful, you ain't seen nuttin' yet.