The opportunistic chorus against our Prime-Minister reminds me of slandering a girl for being almost pregnant.
One pub customer says: she's most likely expecting from this millionaire with his pink champagne and cigars. No, says his drink buddy, it should be from this newspaper magnate. No, knows his neighbor, it's from this submarine guy. No, whispers yet another one, it's from this type that emerged from a tunnel. Then the barman suggests: it could be from this mystery man, that no one knows anything about yet. Says his wife: but almost pregnant does not count - she's probably still a virgin.