Andrew Rawnsley as usual provides Sunday merriment in the Observer:
When the floods were inundating his new realm, Gordon Brown almost found himself in the shit. Touring drowned areas of England, he asked those handling that emergency what they most needed. He was disturbed to learn that there was a problem with sanitation which was threatening to go critical. Soon afterwards, the chairman of the civil contingencies committee back in London found he had the Prime Minister on the phone growling at him to get 900 Portaloos to Tewkesbury.