How does it feel to wake up and discover that you’re a socialist? We got the answer at PMQs where the TV cameras were trained on Dan Poulter – or ‘Doctor Dan’ as he likes to be called – who recently quit the Tories and joined Labour. But his awakening seems to have poisoned his mood. His cheeks were pale, his eyes lifeless and dull as he glared at his former colleagues across the aisle.
There was more absurd behaviour from the SNP’s Stephen Flynn.
Why not celebrate with a cheeky smirk? He looked like a man whose knee operation has just been transferred to Wales. And he seems to have lost a few silky locks from his lustrous coiffure as well. His hairline is retreating faster than his principles. The seat he chose was just behind Sir Keir Starmer, who wanted to exploit the defection by declaring that throngs of Conservative voters will shortly do the same and skip gleefully into the Labour camp.
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