Imposters — Martin Guerre, Tom Ripley, whoever — always give themselves away. That moment came early for Rishi Sunak. Someone who splurges public cash so blithely cannot be a Conservative chancellor. He must have locked the miserly real McCoy in a Westminster broom cupboard.
Britons now have to decide whether they like Mr Sunak enough to turn a blind eye. Wednesday’s enterprise-friendly, virus-bashing Budget suggests they should.
