Susan Morrison: How about keeping it to yourself, Dave . .
ON the subject of restaurants and the like, I’m getting a bit worried about the amount of personal information that Cameron bloke keeps shovelling at us.
Now he’s babbling on about keeping his marriage lively (Stop it! Stop it! I cannot tell you the horrors unleashed in my brain by that statement) by sharing “date nights” with his wife and what time he likes to be in bed (oh god, that’s even worse! I see striped cotton jammies, a worn teddy bear and a mug of warm milk proffered to a grown man by an old stooped nanny who still tucks him in!!)