Let us for a moment assume that we are indeed just nine months from the revolution. On current betting, David Cameron will stand outside Number 10 on May 7 next year, ready to begin his “national endeavour”. Who knows, he might appear with his sleeves rolled up to convey his seriousness of purpose. I can even imagine him saying, “Let’s get to work”, before he turns his back on us and enters his new domain. And then what?
Downing Street officials will line up to applaud him when he crosses the threshold, as the last of Gordon Brown’s political creatures scuttle out the back door. While his own advisers rush in to grab the best desks, Mr Cameron will be introduced to his private office staff, some of whom he will have met in advance. Then, as is tradition, he will be initiated into the dark responsibilities of office by the Cabinet Secretary, who will ask him to sign letters to the commanders of Britain’s four Trident submarines authorising them to unleash nuclear Armageddon if things go really wrong.
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