I'd love to see just how long one of the "hard-working families" we hear so much about (or are we meant to call them JAMS now?) could eke Philip Green out for food. Where's yer anarchist Mrs Beeton when you need her? Creative cannibal recipes for a fat, dead capitalist's offal. Bring 'em on! You're right. None of this will happen. It's a nice idea, mind.