He can lie, he can deflect, he can obstruct, but the pictures tell a thousand words - Boris Johnson’s Downing Street was nothing more than a boozy shebeen in the middle of Whitehall.
Two bottles of fizz, four bottles of wine and a half-emptied bottle of gin on a table while the Prime Minister toasts his fuzzed-out colleagues do not present the image of a work meeting.
Crofters who ended up in court for their remote, moorland drinking dens in the 70s had nothing on Boris Johnson.
His was a bothan at the heart of government at a time when seeing your loved ones in hospital was banned.
Behind the austere black door of Downing Street was a speakeasy operating with “bring your own booze” impunity at the height of the biggest public health emergency in a century.
All the time the Prime Minister held that there were no parties, that nothing illegal had gone on.
His blatant lies to parliament, and these pictures, should be a shroud of shame for Conservative MPs who have still not got rid of their bootlegger of a boss.
The deep-seated anger of people who obeyed the lockdown rules, who didn’t hold their parent’s hand or attend their friend’s funeral will undo this government.
But before that, the Conservatives have to rescue their own sense of decency.
The oatmeal words from Scottish Tory leader Douglas Ross saying that “to most” the pictures will appear unjustifiable are pathetic.
Get back on script, Douglas, your leader must go.
The bell should be ringing now, it should be calling last orders on Boris Johnson as Prime Minister.
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