As the knives come out for the hapless Iain Duncan Smith, I think we should all pause for a moment and reflect on how entertaining it would be if he were succeeded as Tory leader by Michael Portillo, who, carried away by the boisterous good spirits surrounding his ascension to power, then snogged Chris Morris on national television.

Good times...

The Guardian has a lot of pictures about of Iain Duncan Smith looking like a turnip. But then, doesn't everyone?