(Except David Cameron, who's just pleased to have created this unholy mess.)
"Can we do a deal? You promise no booing, no jeering?!"
Forget the Tory leadership race. There's a ghost in the Cameron kitchen!
George Osborne flaunts his shapely legs on the cover of today's Sun. But why?
GoPro power brokers.
The Tory party chairman is in trouble again for his business alter ego, Michael Green, but that isn’t even the weirdest thing about him.
The war of Ed's kitchenette.
Weird bloke, this bloke, isn't he.
Michael Portillo lambasts Sarah Vine's comparison of Justine Miliband to the late Mr Spock in her Daily Mail column this week.
The critic gets angry, and for good reason.
Red top gear.
Some kind of altercation.
"Shut up so I can talk".
The popular gonzo news site is not actually paying apprentices £2.73 an hour – but it's still not paying them the minimum wage.
“Right, what – what we’re looking at, in terms of the figures here um – what we need to do is actually [silence] er… we’re looking at a total spend of 2. 7 [pause] billion…”
The paper’s chief political commentator has departed.
It must be nice to be able to afford to pay for something for three years without noticing.
Apologises for tweets sent “in haste” about being “ushered” out of mosque, contrary to CCTV footage.
The Great White Male rears his head again.
Irony fail at Ukip headquarters.
The staff at the Guardian get a chance to vote on who they think the next editor should be. But how can they do that when they don't know who all the candidates are?
"Shame on the supine male leaders of the West".
"Thank you Dr".