I’VE TRIED, believe me, I’ve tried. But however much effort I commit, I just cannot bring myself to give a stuff about whether David Cameron was a member of the Bullingdon Club or a direct descendent of William IV or whatever.

I don’t care if he has a trust fund worth millions or a cut glass accent that makes him sound like a member of central casting on a Jane Austen period drama. His class and background, the school or university he went to, who his family are connected to… nope – zero amount of interest here. Bo-ring.

What I care about is the kind of person he is. I would have no hesitation is supporting a Labour Party leader with the same background as Cameron’s, provided he had the ability to lead and the character to inspire. Similarly, I would oppose the Tory Party even if it were led by someone of more modest background.

I don’t want Cameron to become Prime Minister – not because he’s posh, but because (a) he’s a Tory and (b) I don’t believe he is politically sincere. I think his reinvention of the Tory Party has been all about image and message and not at all about substance.

Anyway, that brings me to When Boris Met Dave, to be broadcast on Channel 4 next Wednesday at 9.00 pm. Great controversy is expected to ensue, since this docu-drama portrays a young Cameron and Johnson at Eton and as members of the infamous 150-year-old club.

Yawn.

Surely the most important revelation that will emerge from this programme is that as a teenager, Cameron was a fan of Genesis and Phil Collins! On that fact alone, I am prepared to review my previous negative view of him. I mean, come on! No-one who likes Genesis can be all bad…