The Sunday Splash.

Today’s biggest news here in the West Country is not in the papers but rather outside the window: we have blizzard conditions and it isn’t even Bonfire Night yet. It’s not global warming, I tell you.

But there’s a warm glow over at The Observer, as Labour’s one remaining ‘quality’ newspaper group senses the tide turning towards their man. The Party is now 11 points clear of the Conservatives, and the Ed Miller Band has been reunited with Brother David. We aren’t told what Brother Ed and Sister Hattie think about this, but the Observer says it’s good news because a central plank of Labour Party policy is going to be an increase in the minimum wage ‘and that’s in everyone’s interests’.

That’s too much of a logic leap for me, but the paper is on safer ground when suggesting a somewhat besieged David Cameron. The Brooks emails, it says, are embarrassing, while the anti-EU budget rebellion has left him looking weak. The very fact that Dave’s email cache exists and wasn’t handed in to Leveson is damaging (although hardly surprising); and Dave is going to look even more neutered if – as seems likely – Brussels simply ignores him when the lunatics next meet to discuss the Asylum Roof Fund.

The Mail on Sunday calls the Cameron-Brooks correspondence gushing, intimate horseplay, but hints darkly at some serious cover-up pruning by Number Ten in cahoots with Leveson. It’s a messy business this pruning of horseplay and cahooting cover-up of gushers, but the MoS interrupts itself to go into some gushing of its own about a restored former squat going for £100m. I’m not really sure why the paper deems this so important, but the fact that the property is the world’s most expensive terraced house looms large. I sense some pride in it all – “We may be broke but we still have the priciest property on the planet” – but not a lot else.

The Indie on Sunday’s take on Labour’s new living wage is to interview Ed and have him threaten to ‘name and shame’ companies who pay low wages. What is it with middle class Oxbridge that it thinks one can still evoke shame among the neocon business community? Search me, but it does yet again suggest that the Labour Party, having dropped the ‘New’ prefix, is now once more comfortably back in 1974.

The IoS sums up the US election as ‘long, uninspiring and negative, but still anyone’s to win’. Personally I think Obama is home and dry, but the rest of the summary is excellent. I don’t, however, understand its reference to a “mystery politician” at the centre of the Welsh care-home abuse cover-up when pretty much everyone knows that the accused is Lord McAlpine. As a scandal, this could turn into a nightmare for the Tories, especially as Peter Lilley and Michael Portillo’s names are also being dragged into it. As Hackgate proved beyond any reasonable doubt, kids are the last redoubt of British decency.

The Telegraph has David Cameron loving his horse rides, fearing a chill wind from the US, and opening a new budget war with the EU. Yes, it’s the email cache cover up can Mitt still win Brussels madness story again. As so often with the Torygraph these days, the headlines reflect what two expat oddfellows think, and the second-rank stories contain the real news. Today, for instance, the paper covers tougher liquidity rules for banks, Comet going bust, and Cheery Geli Merkel saying the eurozone crisis will last another five years. It’s a deadly mixture, and it’s going to get worse: about that much if nothing else, the Telegraph is right on the money.

For once this Sunday morning, the Express is ahead of the pack. It has an exclusive saying that care-home abuse victim Steven Messham will reveal to police this week the names of a respected toff who abused him in a hotel room, and another ‘top Tory’ who tied up and raped him.

At the heart of the Express story is the most appalling feature of this case: Messham told the police of his story thirty five years ago, and they ignored him; and a Law Lord damned the endemic abuse at play in the care home system twelve years ago, but still the behaviour continues. The Slog and hundreds of other campaigners have now been vindicated by events emerging from the Jimmy Savile saga, but there is no satisfaction in it for any of us – only disgust and disdain for a depraved elite.

Danny Baker has quit, Freddie Starr was made to feel like the Ripper by cops, Dean Barry is Fred West’s love-child, and X-factor’s raunchy Rylan Clark has had a brush with a near-naked girl. Life on the Redtop Planet continues, but needn’t concern us unduly. However, Uni fresher Amy has had 19 men and 3 women since she arrived there five weeks ago, says The Sunday Sport. In showing that she is open for business with such unparalleled enthusiasm, this young lady is a shining example of Britain at its best, and will no doubt receive plaudits from the likes of  Jeremy Hunt, Michael Fallon, Baron Green and Boris Johnson. If in doubt folks, open your legs: it is the only way.