You know the one. The coy hints, the heavily trailed leaks followed by the big fanfare and then the filled pants as Brown turned yellow. If you do you will doubtless remember that he told the country that he wanted to set out his vision for Britain before going to the country.
As he regaled his chum Andrew Marr with yet more stories of spending rises, as if he was Hitler reborn moving imaginary armies around, I wondered whether he had effectively conveyed that vision to you?
I see something in my minds eye but I can't seem to make it out and that swaying drunk offering to buy everybody another round with a stolen wallet in his sweaty grasp isn't helping much. I think it may be the acrid smell of charred green shoots which are interfering with my vision.