Look, I don’t want to alarm anyone but posh is back. “What do you mean, ‘back’?” you cry “Has it ever been away? What about that mop-haired blancmange who waddles up to the dispatch box for PMQs?” Forget him. He’s not posh. Not really. None of that cabinet lot are (more on this later). So let’s ignore them for the time being and concentrate on the matter in hand: the new posh. This is the youthful, gilded gang of dukes, earls, marchionesses and their pals who have flown under the radar in recent years because you’ve all been focusing on the wrong people.
A quick historical recap to explain: it was a decade ago next month that Nadine Dorries slammed the prime minister and chancellor