Since his spectacular emergence at the Tory conference, David Cameron's progress towards victory has appeared effortless and inevitable. It probably doesn't feel like that to him. First he had to translate his Blackpool momentum into hard votes at Westminster. Then he had to prove he could stand up to the street-fighting skills of David Davis in televised hustings, hounding by the media pack over whether he took drugs at Oxford and an inquisition by the BBC's Jeremy Paxman at his sneering, pantomime-dame worst.
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