Nadhim, pray, blub: Rishi Sunak looks lost and bewildered at PMQs

Praying. Waiting on a miracle. For much of Wednesday morning, Rishi Sunak was holed up in Downing Street. Staring at his phone. Willing it to ring.

• Nadhim? Fancy you calling! How can I help? Oh, you want to offer your resignation. Oh thats really sad. Awful. Im sorry to hear that
• Well, if you want me to stay, prime minister
• No, No. I can see your mind is made up and that youre determined to go. So I wont be standing in your way. Thank you for all you have done in the three months youve been in the job. Three months longer than you probably should have been But never mind. Onwards and sideways.

Only the phone never rang. Nadhim Zahawi still couldnt see what he had done wrong. What was the problem with trying to avoid tax? Hell, who wouldnt when you owed 3.9m? Thats far more than the little people pay in a lifetime. And sure, the 1m penalty was a bit of a nuisance. An occupational hazard. You win some, you lose some. Then there was the threatening journalists who were going to write the truth. You cant have the media being accurate