This is going to sound improbable, so soon (a year) after I saw Liz Truss at a sixth-form open day, but I went round the clothes shop Hollister yesterday and saw Rachel Reeves embarked on the same pursuit: trying to exist in the world without embarrassing her daughter. The difference this time, apart from all those politics, is that I look a bit like Reeves – not uncannily, but enough that I went to a Halloween party as her one year. I didn’t even dress any particular way – I just brushed my hair and everyone knew who I was. Then I had to explain that the spooky part........

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