Needy defence secretary's blushes saved by royal engagement

Gavin Williamson found himself under friendly fire from his own MPs as he whined his way through defence questionsImagine the voice of a Johnny-No-Mates. A bloke with so little self-worth that he keeps a tarantula on his desk for company. That’s the shrill, nasal mewl of Gavin Williamson. Which might be perfect for the jobsworth bullying demanded of a chief whip, but is grating in a secretary of state for defence. Well before the end of his first defence questions in the Commons, MPs were