Tony (now Sir Anthony) took real delight in reading his English independents, calling editors with comments, even writing long letters picking up on points in their pages. The rest of his family do not share his passion. Gavin, so the internal word goes, has a point to prove, not least to the City, which is always wary of any whiff of nepotism. What better way than to be seen to come down hard on your old man's playthings, make their already meagre resources stretch even further and, possibly, if that does not work, dispose of them completely?