The prime minister has reinvented himself as a man of the people with humble beginnings, et cetera et cetera et cetera. It is widely assumed that he has redefined himself just in time for the upcoming election. But the prime minister is a man of action, oh yes indeed, so he is going to meet his people on their turf. In my neighborhood, that means a visit to the huge Stalinesque towers that dominate the grim landscape below. The towers are now engulfed in scaffolding, which I presumed to be part of a valiant government effort at creating a Potemkin village suitable for a photo opportunity.
I presumed wrong.
I mentioned this latest rehabilitation to a former MI5 colleague; he reliably informed me the building's new shroud was only meant to deprive sharpshooters of any visible target.
"He's not the most popular PM, now is he?" queried my friend.
It was, of course, a rhetorical question.
