he recognises a stumbling block, and that is paul dacre, a man he needs to have on side. private flat in downing street, the camerons' home. from what i understand, the two chat amicably within the early—evening chaos of a family setting. the kids are still up, the tvs on, the two men share a glass of wine, and the prime minister asks his guest if he'll cut him some slack, just pull back a bit from some of the intense euroscepticism. the response from mr dacre is, i'm told, swift and uncompromising. he can't change his position on such a core principle, one he has held for some 25 years. his readers, too, viscerally eurosceptic — he owes it to them to show backbone. then, i'm told, he points to the television, showing pictures of migrants arriving in southern europe. "those are the pictures that will decide the outcome of the referendum," the prime minister is told. over the coming weeks, dacre sticks to his line. but not everyone at the paper is pro—brexit. lord rothermere, who owns the daily mail, is a known remainer. it will be rothermere who cameron approaches next. in