10 February 2023 , 13:20
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The only time I met Dominic Raab, he jumped a queue. For make-up.
"My daughter laughs at me if I'm shiny!" he told the Sky News make-up lady, demanding she stop what she was doing and powder his enormous cranium before he went on-air. Where, of course, he still looked like a twit, spoke like a twit, and didn't give a single straight answer.
The powder made no difference to his twittishness. I don't know the views of the handful of people who'd witnessed his vanity, but I decided that he was either a liar or more worried about his looks than his actions.
Here he is in student days at Oxford. Is he vain? You decide