Kevin Maguire, of the Daily Mirror, tweeted that Jeremy Corbyn “lacked NHS killer punch” at PMQs. Rather unusually, Comrade Maguire understates the problem.

Corbyn is about as threatening as a car park attendant on a wet afternoon in Skegness who is suffering from a heavy cold and would far rather go home than sit shivering in his wooden hut. He was grumpy and verbose, with frequent flashes of self-pity, but never came near to troubling the Prime Minister.

If Corbyn had any decency, he would let someone else have a go at a job he plainly does not enjoy. How happy he will be when he can find some excuse for going. It was cruel of those 313,000 voters to make him carry on.

But this is not just a problem for Corbyn, or for Labour. He has become a vacuous non-event at the heart of PMQs: so long-winded that he drags the whole occasion down, especially as the Speaker generally allows the proceedings to drag on for an extra ten or 15 minutes in order to try to get everyone in.

Solemn tributes were paid on the occasion of the Aberfan disaster, which was a very dreadful tragedy, but once again, less would have been more.

Lisa Nandy, sometimes spoken of as a Labour leadership hopeful, elicited the admission from Theresa May that while she was Home Secretary, “stories were around” about the child abuse inquiry going wrong.

But as May pointed out, “The Home Secretary cannot intervene on the basis of suspicion, rumour and hearsay.”

A note of steely contempt enters the Prime Minister’s voice as she contemplates the deficiencies of Labour under Corbyn. She used that tone as she condemned him for failing to get a grip on anti-Semitism within his party.

But Corbyn just looked sorrier for himself, as if the rain had come on heavier, and no one understands what a rotten job he’s got.