Poor Paul Nuttall. He seemed to have everything a cheeky by-election victor needed: the outsider vim, the accent, the cap. Then it emerged he had made stuff up about Hillsborough. That was that. He moved from admirable Scouser to tragedy-crasher.

In interviews over the years, Nuttall has referred to being at the stadium in Sheffield on the terrible day, and he still insists he was.