After the challenge of making small talk with Vladimir Putin and Angela Merkel, David Cameron found the Commons to be a complete doddle this week. Everything in his body language suggested he found what should be a demanding, challenging session hardly more difficult than a stroll in the park.
Between answering questions during PMQs he sits forward on the green frontbench. He faces to his left, where William Hague and George Osborne sit ready to mutter brief snippets of advice if needed. Doing so involves turning his back on Nick Clegg, which doesn't matter to anyone in the slightest. Cameron's eyes are usually gazing down into nothing, the way awkward commuters do on crowded trains. But where their eyes are glazed over by another day's mind-numbing toil in the City, the prime minister's have something of a sparkle in them. He knows when he is winning, and this week everything about his demeanour showed this is one of those occasions.
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