They live on the plains of Africa and they live in, well politely, dung. They eat it, live in it and can't live without it. They roll it into balls and disappear over the horizon with it.

Reminds me of Gordon Brown and his party. They seem to be descending into the world of the the dung beetle.

But wait, no. I do the dung beetle a disservice. They have no choice. Without it they can't survive. Emperor Gordon and his boys and girls do have a choice. They can rise above the dungy mire or decide to live within it. The events over the last few days appear to show that they choose to live in the brown stuff.

Open and trasparent government? Rid themselves of sleaze? Honesty and integrity? The dung beetles have far more than the Labour Party.

Can you spot the difference? If you are having problems the one above is the dung beetle.