Also extremely elegant and bespoke, Astro. You can always tell the breeding of a person by the cut of his pin-striped suit, and the way he handles a furled umbrella....or even holds a beer. It was laughable the way in which Comedy Dave began to dispense with the jacket and roll his sleeves up during the latter part of the election campaign, trying (feebly) to appeal to the working classes. Nigel on the other hand, was his usual immaculate self, clad in a smart camel Crombie overcoat, with velvet faced collar. No need for Nigel to adopt a faux persona. Although 'top-drawer', he doesn't adopt the airs and graces of the Bullingdon clique. He could quite safely kick Dodgy Dave into the long grass at the edge of the Polo field, and afterwards have a pint and a ciggie with the local road sweeper. Man of the people is our Nigel.

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