I suspect, written about now as much as he will be in years to come.

The event of his protest as much as its sheer length seems to say a lot about our judicial system along with the English tradition of protest. Here is a bloody-minded protester at the very heart of a Protestant land. If he ever moves on, there really should be a monument in his memory – a bed of forget-me-nots as Haw once suggested.

Yesterday I saw this wonderful piece on the man by Sam Leith, in the Evening Standard. In my eccentrics book I describe him (Haw not Leith) as a Captain Ahab figure gazing endlessly at the white whale over the road that is Parliament. Leith compares him to another Melville creation, Bartleby, as you’ll see. I think this works.