Alistair Darling’s big day then. Another one. To be Chancellor of the Exchequer amid the kind of economic storms that have battered the world in the last year or so means there have been plenty of big days.

Today is one where most people will take a look or have a listen and Alistair will set out how we got here and how we intend to go forward.

Some of the figures will be eye-popping yet we already seem to be used to those. Some of the decisions will be pretty enormous too, with consequences for families, businesses, public services. It’s what Chancellors have to do.

So we will see plenty of the white hair, the black eyebrows and the thin smile as Alistair sets it all out and  explains it time and again during the post-match interviews.

It is often said by the media commentariat, wrong about so much, that Alistair is dull. He’s not. He is not flamboyant. It is not the same thing.

It is equally to his credit that while the constant media negativity about everything in Britain does not exactly please him, it does not get to him.

He is a serious sober character at a time they are needed in plenty. When there seemed to be something of a briefing operation run against him to suggest he should be moved, he didn’t engage. He just carried on doing the job.

There are few now who suggest he does not at least have the weight and authority to deal with some very big issues, and deal with them calmly and well.

So the choice on the management of the economy is not Alistair or a reshuffled member of the Cabinet, but Darling or George Osborne.

And I think that has had something to do with the closing of the gap between the main parties.

A word too, in this era of political spousery, for his wife Maggie. If you can be a down-to-earth livewire, that’s what she is. And if there ever was a chance of Alistair’s sobriety and seriousness developing into a more Caledonian Donald Dewaresque gloom, Maggie will have chased it away faster than you could say PBR.