David Cameron - frit, frit, frit, as Maggie would have said – or feart, as Scots would say.
Dodges the phone hacking/BSkyB debate and sends the hapless Hunt - a right Hunt if ever there was one - to take the flak, unable to answer questions.
Not even a slippery Old Etonian could have avoided incriminating himself faced with the forensic questioning of the House. He has taken the 5th, so to speak, by hiding from Parliament. What does he have to hide? A cosy Cotswolds dinner party with old pals Murdoch and Rebekah Brookes can't sort this one, Davy boy.
Scots! Let’s get the hell out of this corrupt Union as soon as possible.
Saor Alba!
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