And so, on that dark dawn some time soon after the 2010 General Election, Gordon Iolanthe Brown waded into the waters of the Channel. He looked out towards the chilly horizon, and felt at home in this, his last lonely resting place.

“Globalglobalglobal” he said. And then, as the waters rose towards his head, he went “Globalglobalglobaglubblegluggyglubglubglub”.