The magnificent Michael Gove, in an interview in the Christmas edition of The Spectator, has introduced me to an equally magnificent new word: ramapithecan, a synonym for troglodytic so obscure that it fails to make the 2,000 pages of my OED. Then again, Gove is perhaps the only minister with the blend of learning and chutzpah to describe himself as “Promethean” – meaning either that he would defy the gods themselves to bring enlightenment to humanity, or that he spends his afternoons having his liver pecked out by vultures.