As if the general public wanted to know anything else about the Prime Minister’s sex life, he’s gone and forced some more unsavoury images into our minds. 64 of them, to be precise.
During a particularly grim section of his speech to Conservative party conference, David Cameron took a break from his vague security theme (essentially: “Drones, lads! Who’s with me?!”) to tell a miserable sex joke. He began by talking about Labour’s “economics guru”, Richard Murphy – classic foreplay – before deploying this awkward punchline:
“His book is actually called The Joy of Tax. I’ve got it. I took it home to show Samantha. It’s got 64 positions – and none of them work.”
Here he is, building up to his sex joke. Relaxed, in control:
Here he is, telling the joke. Part anxious, part relieved:
Here he is, when laughter ensues. Gleeful little schoolboy:
And here’s Samantha. Eyes betraying bitter hatred: