The twat stands there holding the mike with the other hand stuffed nonchalantly in his pocket as if to say, No respect for you, Galloway, you're a scottish pleb and I'm a well-educated chap from the upper reaches of society doing this media stuff as a bit of a lark. And I don't respect the media angle either, it tells us, because a real professional would never, ever stand so indolently while caught on camera. It speaks of his shit-scared insecurity and total panic of what to say and how to conduct himself when faced with someone of Galloway's media savvy. He must have spent hours in the toilet, poor schmuck, when given this assignment.

Author's note: In a previous life I interviewed people on TV, sometimes live, so I recognise the distress signals.