As Labour’s conference comes to an end, and after six days of staring they can confirm it is indeed a navel, the new leader is faced with yet another dilemma. In 2003 the singing of the Red Flag was reinstated at the close of conference. All together now…

Given Red Ed’s desperation to lose the nickname that is so clearly getting under his skin, does he really want footage of him mumbling the socialist anthem forever stored in media archives. The words won’t do his image any favours:

The people’s flag is deepest red,
It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts blood dyed its every fold.

Then raise the scarlet standard high
Within its shade we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We’ll keep the red flag flying here.

Gordon sang it with pride, Tony more reluctantly. Over to you Red Ed…