Is the Priime Minister going grey? That was the whispered question among journalists gathered at BMW Mini to see the two millionth car roll off the production line yesterday.

Some thought it was the just the light in the Cowley plant; others were not so sure.

David Cameron certainly looked tanned, even if every holiday he has taken this summer has ended in a pelt back to London to avert another crisis.

But there seemed to be some silver trimmings around his coiffured mane, and others were convinced that the “heir to Blair” was now emulating the “hair of Blair.”

Indeed, gleaming behind the steering wheel of the convertible Mini as he revealed it was the first time he had driven in a year, there was a slight whiff of a midlife crisis in the room.

CONCERT-goers witnessed an extraordinary onstage strop during an Oxford Philomusica performance at the International Piano Festival.

Between movements of Tchaikovsky’s fifth symphony, one of the orchestra’s bassonists stood up and started pointing at a member of the audience.

The moustachioed muso refused to sit down, but continued to point angrily into the genteel Sheldonian Theatre crowd, to the shock and bemusement of just about everyone there.

It turned out that somebody out there had been filming the symphony on their iPhone, and the litigious union rep threatened all sorts before the humbled offender put his phone away.

After all, bassoons have a lot in common with law suits.

Everyone cheers when the case is closed.

OXFORD City Council was an enthusiastic supporter of the open-air birthday party celebrating 25 years of the Headington Shark earlier this month.

How times have changed.

It was the council that pursued Bill Heine for years on end to try to get it removed, refusing retrospective planning permission.

(And if he is still complaining about that, just think how short his new book on the shark would have been without the council and its officials).