The publishing sensation of the decade, I think we can all agree:

It is perhaps the most famous address in the world and now Sarah Brown, wife of the former prime minister, is to pen a book about life at 10 Downing Street.

Of course, there is something inevitable about Mrs Brown writing a memoir - no doubt her husband will at some point put pen to paper to write a tedious tome justifying his execrable tenure in Number 10. After all, once someone leaves politics, the autobiography becomes a nice little earner that can help to take the edge off defeat and the loss of a hefty income.

I just hope that Sarah Brown got the right price in order to write this book. At that price, in case anyone was wondering, should have been £2.50 and a can of Vimto.

"Can Sarah Brown save Labour?" The Guardian asks. The answer, as in so many things, can be found in history. Sarah Brown is just as likely to save Labour as Norma Major was to save the last Tory government.

She can stand next to her husband, the Prime Minister, on the sinking ship. And she can frantically try yet fail to distract attention from her husband as the Good Ship Nu Labour sinks under the icy waters of electoral oblivion.