It is 12 years since Michael Forsyth - a distant star from a dead constellation, also renowned as a one-man band - pushed through his school board and opting-out legislation at Westminster.
Peter Peacock, Labour’s minister, dutifully doing in Fosyth’s legislative wheezes, was in full flow last week when interrupted by the theatre intercom, advising a servitor to run immediately to phone extension 3322.
“I regret I do not have a position on that,” the minister curtly replied.
