It’s come to something when the most striking sign of activity on the Conservative frontbench at prime minister’s questions is Chris Philp’s manspreading. Not a pretty sight, I grant you, but stick with me. Maybe the Philpster suffers from chafing. Maybe he’s just very insecure and territorial.
Either way, his thighs are getting wider apart by the day. Too much farther and he will dislocate his hips. God knows what his shadow cabinet colleagues make of it. By now they must be drawing lots to keep their distance.
